Despite her stubbornness, Maya was still hesitant to break the glass walls that stood between her and prince Davis Wood who laid flatly on his back and all Maya could see was a part of his face. Up to then she hadn't gotten a chance to look at his full face despite him being her soon groom-to- be.

Wait! Why was she curious to see his face? Could it mean she would hold his hand for the rest of her days?

All she hoped for right then was to not find him so attractive. She didn't want to crush on a wrong person again. In other words she didn't want...