CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

I didn't even remember how I walked out of the building or left the party; I was just there, walking down the cold streets with my arms wrapped tightly around myself as if they could protect me from the storm raging inside.

The night air chilled my skin, but it was nothing compared to the coldness sinking deep into my heart and as the images flashed back again and again in my mind, my knees gave way in the middle of the street. I crumbled to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

I could see people's eyes on me but I didn't really care, they were free to do whatever they wanted to do or even share my crying videos on social media; I didn't care because they had no Idea of what I was goi through.

Now thinking about it, I realized I was wrong to think something was wrong with me that made Lance unable to get over his ex-wife. Now I understood that none of this or about Maya was my fault.

All I did was fight for my love with the power I had and Maya was just too weak to defend her love, w