Ever since she could remember, Maya Connors has always been the smart, shy girl that sat at the back of the classroom. She tackled every task with a boundless zest, except when it came to boys and relationships. Being eighteen and never once had a boyfriend, she was adamant that it would stay the same until she graduated. But sometimes, you have to expect the unexpected - such as falling for Ethan Morrison, a boy who was way too handsome and way too out of her league. Despite coming from very different social circles, a school trip to Europe was all it took as to her dismay, she found him incredibly charming. But when Maya ventures out of her shell and falls too deep, she realizes that it's too late to go back. With her heart laying on the line, she's about to face a whirlwind of emotions, drama, and secrets.
View MoreEthan's P.O.VIf someone told me years ago that I'd find the love of my life and get married on the beach, I'd think you were crazy. But now that it was becoming a reality, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck lift in excitement as the limo pulls up to the resort where our wedding is being held.Maya has always dreamed of having her wedding on the beach and who was I to protest against it?The driver walks around and opens the door for me. "I wish you all the best on your special day."I sent him a nervous smile and tipped him. "Thank you. Have a great day!"The warm glow of sunlight rested upon my shoulders. Today, Maya was going to become my wife. God, I don't think I'll ever get tired of thinking her that way.Upon entering the room, the atmosphere was buzzing with excited chatter as children ran around between the tables. Since our wedding was on the beach, there was a pleasant breeze that rustled in the surrounding trees. Sweet strains of classical music drifted through the cr
Dear Ethan,I suppose that since you're reading this letter, it means that I've decided to come to the airport to send you off. If I'm going to be completely honest, I didn't think I was going to go. Not because I hate you, but because I didn't know how I'd react seeing you leave. I have so many mixed feelings that I can hardly wonder where to start when it comes to saying goodbye.Being a hopeless romantic, I believe that everyone deserves a chance at love. It might sound silly, but after the countless romance novels and movies that I've watched, how can I not?My whole life, I believed the definition of love was two people being romantically attracted to each other and living happily ever after.Oh, how wrong I was.Ever since I could remember, I was known as the girl with very good grades, and I can't deny the fact that it was in fact true. I absorbed every material teacher taught with ease and excelled in tests. I know how to describe the process of protein synthesis in detail and
Ethan's P.O.VI gaze at my reflection in the mirror, taking in that this was going to be one of the very last times I get to do this. Was it weird to say that I'm going to miss this mirror?Or this bedroom.Or my everyday routine.My friends.My life here.My shoulders tighten when I hear a knock on my door, yet I felt relieved as the knock probably spared me from what would have been hours of overthinking.Hurrying over, I opened the door to see my dad standing in front of me. I was sủprised, to say the least. The last time he knocked on my door was when mom was still alive, which was years ago. And for the first time, he doesn't reek of alcohol and cigarettes."So, your flight to London is today?" he asked, still standing outside.I nodded. "At one.""You packed everything?"He sounded like he actually cared, which worries me."Yeah, I'm done packing.""That's good."A heavy silence fell and we stood there facing each other for what seemed like an eternity.His voice came out in a h
Maya's P.O.VThe exam week passed in a blur.My face was so deeply buried in textbooks that I had no recognition of what was going on around me. My friends would ask me to hang out, but I'd always end up declining. Time was precious, especially when exams were so close, which meant I couldn't let myself waste it.I could slightly recall the tingle I felt when I walked into the exam room. I hated being in exam conditions. It was suffocating.But I got over it anyways.Couldn't say the same about my break up with Ethan though.A few days later, we received our end of year school reports, which included the final exam grades that I studied so hard for. I let the happiness soak into my bones as I savored in my perfect final exam grades. All A's — except for that one A-minus — but I wasn't going to beat myself over it. For the first time in weeks, I finally felt relaxed. No more vigorous studying, no more deadlines, no more schedules to meet.Also no more relationship.After our exams, sen
Maya's P.O.VThe loneliness I felt was beyond anything I have ever felt. Before I knew it, my life changed significantly in very little ways, and in such a short period of time that it affected me more than I thought it would. Nobody brought up the conversation about Ethan again, nor dared to mention his name when I was around.Instead of spending all-day around people, I've become more introverted every since our breakup. I spend most of my days flipping through textbooks and rewriting my notes. One week prior to our exams, our teachers usually gave us free time in class to study, but everyone just procrastinated or talked amongst themselves. Nobody actually studied — except me.Being someone that couldn't study in a loud environment, I've asked the teachers to let me go to the library to study, so it's become a routine now. Just like every other day, I've headed to class for attendance before making my way to the library aka my second home."Look who's here," Jason said, approachi
Ethan's P.O.VI woke up the same way I had fallen asleep, tired, and emotionless. Rolling over to my nightstand, I removed the charging wire before checking my phone.Gabe: Wanna head to the gym today?It's not like I was going to do anything at home, so might as well.Ethan: Sounds good. Meet you there in an hour.Setting my phone to the side, I close my eyes. The moment I do, the image of Maya crawls into my head.It's been a week. One cold, lonely, and meaningless week of me avoiding her. I haven't replied to any of her texts, calls, and would head to the gym instead of eating lunch together at the cafeteria.This is what you have to do.As much as I don't want to, I have to.Grabbing whatever was closest to me, I buried my face deep into my pillow, screaming in the process. All this thinking was going to drive me crazy.I'm going to the gym. I'm going to gym out all my problems.Walking to my closet, I picked and changed into the first tank top and pair of shorts that I see. As I
Maya's P.O.VIt's been almost a week and not one single text from him.Even after a few days, I was still in a great deal of shock after my conversation with Ethan. In fact, it's eating me up so much that I couldn't even remember what I learned in class today. As much as I tried not to obsess over what he said, it seemed almost impossible considering I've sat on my table for thirty minutes and haven't started on any work yet."Honey, dinner's almost ready," my mom hollered from downstairs. Sucking up all the air in my lungs, I yelled back just as loud, if not louder. "Coming!"If I was going to be honest, I had no appetite whatsoever, but it would look suspicious if I didn't come down for dinner. My dad didn't even wait for my mom before stuffing his mouth with the cheese-filled lasagna. It was his all-time favorite so she would make them every Monday. Usually, families had their unhealthy cheat meals on Friday night, but not in this household. My mom believes that since Monday wa
Ethan's P.O.VI glanced around to see where they were sitting before easing my way towards them. From far away, I could already hear the guys talking about which girls they thought were hot, and what they did after prom (which I'd prefer not to say).Scanning the table, the moment I laid eyes on Maya, a part of me couldn't believe that this gorgeous girl was my girlfriend. She was wearing a light-colored floral top that complemented her figure well. My gaze slowly traveled down and I take in her tight skinny jeans. My god."I love your outfit today," I said, giving her a quick peck on the lips. Her cheeks flamed as she tried to hide her smile. "Hey."Maya stared up at me as I slide into the seat net to her. She shifted her eyes to me, and the worry plastered on her face didn't go unnoticed.She shoved a fry in her mouth. Why was she worried? "You okay?" I asked.Once I settled down, I squeezed her thigh for reassurance, but she didn't muster up a reply. I tried to let it go until th
Maya's P.O.VLeah and Connor dropped us off before heading to the back to park the car. Right away, I noticed that everyone was super dressed up As I stepped out of the door, I felt a rush of cool air hit my body. God, I should have brought a coat with me or something. While we waited for Leah and Connor, I tried hard not to shift around and I was pretty sure he noticed considering he put his arm around my shoulder. "You okay?" Ethan asked, "you look nervous.""Just a bit," I smiled, "I've never actually worn anything like this before, especially in front of so many people."His brow wrinkled as he shook his head. "That's crazy, there's nothing to worry about. You're the most beautiful girl here."I frown. "That's a lie.""Well, my eyes are only going to be on you tonight so technically, it's not a lie," he shrugs casually. I guess it makes sense..."Are you ready?" he asked.I smiled and nodded as he intertwined our hands together. The moment our hand makes contact, a wave of ha
Maya's P.O.VThe morning sunbeams peeked through the clouds and cascaded onto my blinds, indicating that it was the morning. I rolled over to check the time on my phone.6:45 am.That means I had precisely forty-five minutes until the bus came. The first thing I do every morning is open my window, taking in the fresh morning air. After my short therapeutic session finishes, my typical morning routine begins as I fumble my way to the toilet to brush my teeth and wash my face.Once I finished getting ready, I headed downstairs for breakfast. The kitchen was an absolute battlefield with mom stirring chocolate chip pancake batter and cutting up fruits at the same time."That's a lot of food for just breakfast," I said.She shook her head in denial. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."With a defeated exhalation, I dug into the pile of food onto the table. Fifteen minutes have passed and I was finally cleaning my last place. My mom wouldn't let me leave the table unless I ate
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