Elen felt his dad's absence, especially now that he needed someone to talk to. Jennifer was one of the few people he shared his problems with, but how could he tell her anything now that they were on a complicated web?His feelings were a heavy burden, and Sean kept rubbing it in his face that Jennifer accepted to be his girlfriend. Elen felt several feelings at once. He felt guilty because he needed to let Sean know that he and Jennifer had been intimate and feared that this could affect the dynamics of their friendship.Elen didn't realize how serious this was until he picked up his phone, and scrolled through his contacts, but there was nobody as close to him as Jennifer or Sean. He couldn't tell Maya anything because she was going through her stuff. Ashanti was the closest bet, but she was busy as well.He had no emotional relationship with his biological mother other than offering her physical luxuries; they shared nothing in common. He sat at the kitchen table, spooning cereal in
Maya lay in her bed, disappointed at herself for falling so cheaply for that idiot Ivan. She tried to numb the emotional pain, but it remained there like a widening gap.It was so bad that sometimes she forgot to breathe and regretted ever letting Ivan touch her. What was she thinking? She had no idea who he was, and just because they shared some stupid bond didn't mean she should throw herself on him like a desperado.She wasn't looking for love because there were lots of boys in the human world. She hated herself so much and wished this hadn't happened. Every time she replayed the moment she spent with him and at the same time wondered how he could lie to her so convincingly and how she could have been so blind to his deception, it made her chest clench.Everyone in the pack house was concerned, especially Maya's parents. From time to time, she could hear their voices outside her door, concerned, and each time they asked her to open the door, she would pull the covers tighter around
Ivan felt deeply hurt and embarrassed by Maya's actions. He knew that her rage was coming from a place of hurt, and his head bowed. He hated himself, and his thoughts desperately searched for a way to end this experience."Get out of my house!" she yelled, her voice echoing off the walls. "I never want to see your ugly face again!""My app, please listen to me," he tried to explain. "I know I hurt you, but I wasn't actively betraying you. I swear I wanted to tell you.""Ohh," the fires of hate grew in her chest. She was beyond reason. She didn't even look at him; her gaze was fixed on some point beyond his shoulder."Dad, take him out of here!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. Ivan never knew that one's voice could be so loud. It was concerning to the point that some servants were eavesdropping; he could feel their presence around him.No one could see the depth of her pain and anger in her eyes. He slowly took a step back, and Maya's dad let him outside. Ivan was shocked that the m
Maya stood outside her parents' bedroom door, pacing around. She wondered how they could sleep when she was going through so much heartache. She knew she was being selfish at this point, but she couldn't sleep, she couldn't breathe properly, and she felt like she was going crazy.She hesitated for a moment, knowing that it was early when she raised her hand to knock, but she needed to talk to her mum. She needed them to hurry with the ritual preparation. She needed people to grieve with her.A soft knock didn't wake them up, so she had to knock harder. After a moment, the door creaked open. Her dad stood in the doorway, his eyes bleary with sleep."Hey kiddo, everything okay?" he asked, his voice grumpy. Maya shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest. "I need to talk to mum. Can you send for her?"Her dad wore a confused gaze. "But it's not yet 6:00 AM, honey. She's still asleep.""Look, dad," she caught him short. "I really need to speak to her. When I'm done, you can go back to sl
A gasp escaped Ashanti's lips as her daughter Maya slammed the door, the noise echoing through the mansion's hallway. The house had fallen silent after that initial outburst, and Ashanti was sure that the maids had heard their little exchange outside Despite the coolness of the air, Ashanti broke into a cold sweat that tickled down her nape. She knew her daughter and knew that this was bad. So bad that if she doesn't do anything about it, there could be a brewing havoc. Her hand grasped her husband's tightly and her heartbeat raced like a clock. "Oh no, no, no, Chad! What do we do? She's so upset now that she knows the truth," Ashanti cried out frantically, gripping Chad's arm so hard he couldn't escape. The man winced but didn't say anything. He only sighed at his wife's outburst and turned back toward where Maya disappeared. His eyes were filled with sadness but he tried to calm Ashanti down. "Darling, don't you think you're overreacting? What's the worst that could happen?" Ash
Elen paced back and forth in his office, his phone clutched in his hand. He had been trying to reach his sister for hours, but she refused to pick up. Maya was experiencing double heartbreak, and because she was a stubborn and impulsive person, it was extremely difficult to control the situation. But he knew she listened to him, and since he wasn't actively involved in the deception, maybe she would at least try to hear him out.He dialed her number again, walking over to the window and staring out at the brightening sky. He was very worried about his sister and feared this could affect her mentally. He imagined her holed up in her room and refusing to talk to anyone.Memories of them as children filled his head; he couldn't remember much about Maya being a baby, as he was barely six years old at the time, but one thing was for sure - he must have been happy to have a sibling and bragged to his friends about it. He always made sure she was with him, teaching her how to ride a bike, p
Maya gaze was fixed on the rich dark wood paneling that adorned the King's chamber she refused to sit near her parents and also she was making it clear that she didn't want to speak to them she adjusted her view away when she felt her mother's gaze on her her mouth felt like old paper dry and dusty Before the king even spoke she knew that he had summoned her to forgive her parents for their deception. But would he even understand the depth of her pain? Forgive? How easily he speaks of forgiveness, when he has no idea what it's like to be lied to by those she trusted most. Maya hated lies so much she hated when people sugarcoat the truth to spare her feelings her parents especially her mum should have known better1st it was Ivan, who deceived her with his false love and broken promises. Now, her own mother and father have conspired against her, faking a ritual She couldn't forgive so easily maybe she would have if Ivan hadn't broken her heart the wounds ran up too deep and she wo
Ivan's heart squeezed with hurt when Maya ran away from him; he felt a physical sharp pang and hated himself.This was all his fault because if only he had been sincere with her from the beginning, maybe she would have understood and stayed. Maya's dad rushed after her without even sparing him a glance.I knew that even if somehow a miracle happened and he reconnected with Maya, her parents were not going to forget the deception. He felt so stupid for not doing things differently.She was on his mind every hour round the clock, and he missed her so much; he missed their conversations, silly jokes, and their whirlwind romance.A lump formed in his throat, and he was left with an emptiness that he couldn't shake off. If only he could go back in time.He held his breath when he noticed my house, Mom still seated at their table. She fixed him with a disgusted look, and that gaze was going to haunt him for a very long time. His feet were stiff and heavy as he approached her and was ready fo