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That was supposed to be enough. “Maya,” Liv said, catching me at the front doors. “Hey,” I said, startled. “You left without me,” she said, falling into step. “Sorry,” I said, “I was in the library.” “With who,” she asked, bumping my shoulder. Liv is my best friend, and she has been since fourth grade when I shared my pudding cup. She is honest, loud, and does not let me get away with anything. She plays soccer, owns too many hoodies, and tells me when my ideas are bad. She knows about the whiteboard because she gave it to me, half as a joke, half as a dare. She said, “You think too much, Chen. Just do something.” So I did.

I tapped explore and the first thing that came to my mind to search for was Faryah. She was using Faryah Mustapha Edwards now. She was easy to find. She didn't have any posts and her followers weren't that bad. 10k. Cool. I looked at the photos she was tagged in and my heart sank as I looked at her pictures in African wears. She was so beautiful. There were different photos here, with she and her family and my daughter. My Najmah. There were some with the Khalifa guy, their pictures pained my body, heart and soul. No one could deny that they honestly looked very good together and here I was on the side-line.

she thought to herself. She placed the book she was reading beside her, on the bed and grabbed her black iPhone and immediately silenced the alarm. With a hop in her step, Maya bounced to her bathroom and took a shower, getting herself ready for her first day. Maya was a like a rare gem. She had long thick naturally curly, dark brown hair and deep penetrating hazel eyes with green specks, which she got from her father – who had green eyes. Her skin was a rich caramel color which she had her mom to thank. Maya was a product of an interracial marriage and to say she was drop dead gorgeous was an understatement. Too bad she didn't realize it.

After searching for a few minutes, she was about to give you when something caught her eye that caught her by surprise. There, on the top of a page with tons of profiles, one, in particular, stood out. There was no picture on it, just a colorful logo of Umass on it. A familiar emblem she saw everywhere around campus, She tapped on it and waited for the page to load, luckily it was quicker and when she read his feed, an excited grin lighted her face. So he did have a Faceb**k page. Maya spent the next hours scrolling through his feed and even checking his photos. She was disappointed to see he had none except for one but it was simply a silhouette of a person reading a book.

Her words brought a smile to Killian's lips. He was worried that she would have other thoughts in mind. " You would do that? Why?" He probed and Maya smiled. " I already have a Man who loves me. I don't need a fated mate to be happy. I believe that only I am responsible for making myself happy. My choices, my decisions, and my preferences, they'll never be influenced by fate." Maya declared. " What if I betray you One day?" Killian asked and Maya narrowed her eyes at him.

" 💘💘💘💘💘💘💘 So, Maya is going to her own house as a stranger? Hmm. And here is the real stranger promising her hell!😠😠😠 Unlock the next episode with 2.5k likes and find out what happened.

Elle and Laila and Leo were all fawning over her. Their opportunism was shocking. I’d thought I knew them all better than that. How was it that they were sure she had so much more power than I did, so quickly? I looked across the lawn toward them. Maya was at the center of a big group, wearing a flawless outfit. She was in a cream, high necked sweater dress and camel boots that came up past her knees. She was svelte and elegant and professional, and was wearing a big smile. I couldn’t hear what she was saying from here, but from everyone’s reactions, everything was either hilarious or brilliant.

As she left, Yuhi chased her outside, while MIfu was in the bathroom, catching up to Maya before she could get in the car and asking her if they could meet at a café on someday, Maya thought about it for a second and said no, not wanting any kind of relationship with Yuhi. “Also, I am married with a kid, I am also the woman who you helped be accused of raping someone, I am Lennon’s wife, your sister’s idol.” Maya dropped that bomb and left the scene, leaving Yuhi intrigued and turned her by her tone, once again, she is hot when she is angry. Yui walked back inside the house while calling someone, someone who would gladly help him get Maya, just to have her be away from Lennon, the so famous

, Darla explained, my suspicions hitting the roof as she spoke. I stole curious glances at Maya; she looked just around my age, her hair plaited into two messy ponytails, and she had the most distinct blue eyes I had ever seen and freckles on her face. Maya was beautiful; it's a pity she was born as a wolf; she would have hit it big as a model. “Why her?” I asked, and Darla waved her off as a gesture that she would leave us to speak in silence. She made her way toward the inner room, leaving Pearl and me.

"I haven't checked much about it." "What? You're missing out big time! Maya has become a meme disaster—she can't show her face anywhere now. And you... you've got quite the fan base. You should check it out. They're even asking for more photos of Roman. Some shameless fans want to get a taste of this uncle!" Evelyn frowned slightly. "Get a taste? I'll be right back," she said, ending the call. She quickly logged into her social media account. What she saw stunned her completely.