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" I headed to the kitchen, but before I could pour it, Maya emerged from her room. She'd changed into something more seductive—a fitted top that hugged her curves and a skirt that swished with every step. She'd even touched up her makeup, her lips a bold red that screamed confidence. My eyes widened as I hurried over, grabbing her arm and dragging her back into the kitchen. "What the hell are you doing, Maya?" I whispered fiercely, trying not to laugh at how ridiculous she looked trying to play it cool. "And why are you dressed like that? You look…ridiculous, you know that right?" She shook her head, feigning innocence. "I don't know what you're talking about, Lena. By the way, you know I al

"He is literally insane. He’s completely insane." My face was burning so hot I felt like I was running a fever. I rolled over, burying my face straight into his pillow, inhaling the deep, comforting scent of his expensive cologne mixed with the crisp hotel linens. I was still smiling like a total idiot when my phone started blasting from the nightstand. I scrambled over and snatched it. It was a FaceTime call from Maya. The second I swiped answer, her face filled the screen. She was sitting at our kitchen island back home, a half-eaten piece of toast in her hand, her eyes wide with manic energy.

You can’t believe this,” Maya said, rushing toward them. “I am on the B board! I am on the B board! Everyone is talking about the movie, The Scar! Everyone is talking about me, how pretty I am! I can’t wait. I’m finally a celebrity, Emma. I can’t believe I’m a celebrity!” She grabbed Emma’s hands. Her nails were blood red. “Oh my God, some short clip will be released tonight! Your soundtrack is going to be used too! Oh my God, I can’t believe I’m finally a celebrity. I will be rich. I will be rich.”

“Skinny jeans? And why are you hiding those assets behind that vest? Girl, we’re hunting for fun, not blending into the wallpaper!” “What’s wrong with my jeans? They’re Dior, hello,” I fired back. “And yes, I’m covering up because, unlike you, I don’t want to give every stranger in Manhattan a free show.” She rolled her eyes so dramatically. “This is exactly why you’re still single, Maya. You’re twenty-seven, stunning, and dressing like you’re about to lead a corporate retreat. Loosen up! The universe rewards bravery.” “Oh please. Last time I checked, your version of ‘bravery’ got your heart run over by a cheating clown car.”

Due to the presence of the large amoeba swimming pool . "Hey...It's you, isn't it?" Maya asked, studying her facial features well. She wasn't this exposed facially when she gave her the glass back at the warehouse. She was having on some big sun hat and a facemask with a huge dark spec that did well to hide her face, but the facial structure was still there, she had a well structured oblong face With straight nose and almost red hair, but now her hair were a whole lot of shades darker than when she previously met her and she couldn't deny, she was really hot and she had a swimmer body, properly toned.

Maya's voice said over the phone, her tone firm and cocky. Emma's response was cut short as the line went dead. She pulled the phone away from her ear, staring at the screen in surprise. "Hello? Maya?" But there was only silence. With the curiosity bubbling in her, Emma quickly opened to her messages, her thumb scrolling through the conversations until she found Maya's name. She opened the thread, and her eyes widened as she saw the attached image. Without hesitation, Emma tapped the photo, and it expanded to fill the screen. Her heart skipped a beat as she took in the picture of a woman with an uncanny resemblance to herself, standing confidently in front of a sleek, modern backdrop.

Maya mumbled, silently to herself but Belle read her lips, getting the words she passed out. “So about the deal, what do you think about my entertainment company?I have the best celebrities and models that can channel your product to your target audience, your prospect,” Maya said. “Celebrities, you have one??? Can I see their profile?? I want to know the new brand ambassadors of my company” Belle uttered, pretending not to know about Maya idols and celebrities. The people she manages under her entertainment company that's huge and went viral with the help of the Walker's family. “I have ANA, KIRA EL, MECY, D.O, KIDDY, ELEA and so on,”

Maya ordered a burger, chicken, chips, and soda. The matcha was really weird and green. It tasted bitter and earthy. I felt like throwing up. “Bestie,” Maya said suddenly, smiling at me, “you look so gorgeous.” I laughed a little. "I know, right?" She leaned forward. "Do you know that you are trending on I*******m?" My heart just fell. “Trending how?” “There are videos of you and Sebastian everywhere,” she said. “From the party. From when he introduced you as his wife…”

Maya refused to harbor any feelings for him for her own sake. She walked over to where her son and Kabir were standing "Do you care for some coffee, mum made some muffins today." "I want muffins…" Mark said, clinging to Kabir's body as he spoke. "I would love that Maya." He said looking at her face, she didn't have any makeup on and her hair was just tied in a loose ponytail, yet she looked adorable. He couldn't explain why he felt drawn to her.

They’ll share their truths, exchange blood and bites, and finally solidify their mate bond. I should be happy for them. Actually, I am happy for them. But there's this knot in my chest that just won’t budge. “Are you brooding again?” I turn to see Maya at the edge of the clearing, holding a woven basket. She’s wearing a long, soft blue maxi skirt that flows down to her ankles and a simple white blouse. Her hair hangs loosely over her shoulders. She looks beautiful. She always does. “I’m not brooding. I’m just resting.”