Third Person's POV Azalea steps out of the bathroom, refreshed with clean panties. She finds Maverick lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling. The familiar scent of smoke fills her nose the closer she gets to the bed. Her heart clenches, and she exhales when she sees fire burning in his eyes. She knew she could wave her hands in front of his face, and he wouldn't see them. Whatever he is thinking about, that's where he is, and all he sees.She sighs before crawling onto the bed and lying down on top of him. Her hand rested on his face, and his eyes rapidly blinked, pushing whatever he was thinking of out of his head and coming back to her. When his eyes land on her, he feels guilty. She looks sad and concerned. He couldn't help it. The gate is constantly calling to him, and when she's not there, it becomes louder and consuming. “I'm sorry, my little angel. I will tell you when the time is right,” He said softly, and his head lifted off the pillow a
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