เข้าสู่ระบบDANIEL’S POV.“Tell me what?”My voice came out quieter than I intended, like even my words were scared of what they might trigger.Mrs. Hellen hesitated, she looked at me with an expression I couldn’t understand.Almost as if she was trying to decide how gently she could deliver whatever she was about to say. Like if she used the right tone, the truth would hurt a little less.Then she finally spoke.“Maya left.”I blinked once, then again, like my eyes could somehow reboot the moment.“Left?”I asked and she nodded slowly.“She left for Europe a few days ago.”For a second, I didn’t understand the sentence. My brain kept catching on the word “Europe” like it was something that couldn’t possibly apply to my life right now. Then it hit me.My fingers loosened around the bouquet before I even realized they were slipping. The sunflowers tilted dangerously in my hand, petals brushing the air, and I instinctively tightened my grip before they could fall.I forced a smile…because what e
SEBASTIAN’S POV:(continued)The moment I pulled into the airport, I barely even remember putting the car in park.I was out before the engine had fully stopped.My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was trying to break through my ribs.I pulled out my phone and called her, but it went to voicemail.“No…”I called her again but it still went to voicemail.“Come on, Maya.”I started walking faster, until I was practically running through the terminal.My eyes scanned every face that passed me, hoping I would see her.But I didn’t.I stopped near the departures board, breathing heavily as I looked around.Where the hell was she? I called again, but it went to voicemail, again!Fuck!My stomach dropped.“No, no, no…”I shoved my phone into my pocket and started moving again.I checked the check-in counters, my eyes scanning every single face but I still didn’t see her.I walked toward the departure gates, still searching every face with desperate eyes.Maybe I had missed her.Ma
MAYA’S POV.Three weeks later:My bedroom looked like a stranger had torn through it.Open suitcases covered the floor.Clothes were scattered across the bed.Shoes sat beside the closet, waiting to be packed.My passport rested on the nightstand beside my phone.I stood in the middle of the mess, staring at everything I had spent years collecting.My life.Or at least, the life I was leaving behind.I folded another sweater and placed it inside the suitcase.Then stopped.For a moment, I just stared at it.Three weeks.That was how long it had been since I last saw Luisa.Three weeks since she told me that she hated me and that she never wanted to see me again.Three weeks since I watched my best friend close a door between us.And she never opened it again.Not once.I had tried.I sent messages…I called… I even went to her house once, but the guards wouldn’t even let me in.Eventually, Luisa stopped responding altogether.Then, two weeks ago, she transferred to another school.Appa
MAYA’S POV.I don’t remember the drive home.I barely even remember walking through the front door.The only thing I remember clearly was the moment I reached my bedroom.I closed the door behind me and collapsed.I slid down the door until I was sitting on the floor, my knees pulled against my chest as another sob tore through me.I covered my mouth.But it didn’t matter.There was no one here to hear me.No one I needed to pretend for.So I let myself cry.Really cry.The kind of crying that made my chest hurt and my head pound.The kind that left me struggling to breathe between sobs.I pressed my forehead against my knees.“I’m sorry…”My voice came out broken.“I’m so sorry, Luisa.”I kept repeating her name like somehow saying it enough times would undo what I’d done.But the truth was that it wouldn’t.Nothing would.My phone buzzed somewhere on my bed.I didn’t look because I already knew who It was.And that was exactly why I couldn’t look.Because if it was Sebastian, I didn
MAYA’S POV.“I am helplessly in love with Maya.”For a second, I forgot how to breathe.The words went through me like a blade.I stared at Sebastian, my eyes widening as my heart seemed to stop inside my chest.Why would he say that?Why would he say it now?I could barely bring myself to look at my best friend.But when I did, my heart shattered. She looked completely broken.Not angry or shocked like she was earlier. Just… broken.Her lips parted slightly, but she couldn’t say anything.“Luisa…” I whispered.She finally looked at me.And something in her expression told me everything I needed to know.She didn’t want an explanation or another excuse.She looked tired and fed up.“Get out.”My heart stopped.“What?” I whispered breathlessly.“Get out of my house, Maya.”Her voice was quiet.Too quiet.I took a step toward her.“Luisa, please….”She lifted a trembling finger to stop me and I stopped immediately.Tears were streaming down her face, but she didn’t wipe them anymore.“Y
LUISA’S POV.I didn’t know why I had opened the door.Maybe I needed water.Maybe I needed Maya and she was taking too long.Or maybe I simply couldn’t stand being alone with my thoughts anymore.Whatever the reason was, the moment I stepped into the hallway, I froze and my soul left my body for a moment.My father was standing in front of Maya.Too close.His hand was on her face while his other hand held hers.And Maya was crying.I stared at them, completely confused, my mind desperately searching for an explanation that made sense.I mean, why was my father touching her like that?Why was Maya looking at him like that?And why did they look like two people who were hurting because they couldn’t be together?Almost like they were aching for each other.Or am I wrong?Am I reading too much into this?Someone please tell me I’m wrong.Fuck.I took a small step backwardI could practically feel my whole body trembling from shock.I should have said something…I should have asked what w







