35. The Evil Step Sister

Chapter Thirty Five

Maya’s POV

After almost dying , I was left with no choice as I hurried around the kitchen, making sure the drinks were just right, and adding those final touches to the food spread. The party sounds drifted in, mixing with the clinks of glasses and laughter. Amidst the festive chaos, I couldn't shake the idea of escaping.

While arranging appetisers, my mind started to sketch an escape plan. The urge to slip away grew stronger, but something held me back. Declan's face kept popping into my head, disrupting the exit strategy forming in my mind.

The memory of Declan stirred a storm of emotions. His eyes, mysterious yet warm, seemed to linger in the air around me. I shook my head, trying to break free from the enchantment threatening to derail my focus.

The party's energy surged, engulfing me in a sea of joy. But I found myself torn between the allure of secrecy and the magnetic pull of Declan's image. Lost in my thoughts, my hands paused mid-air, and the kitchen buz