Maya sat in her room by the window, sketchbook open on her lap, but her pencil had not touched the page for a long while. Her mind kept drifting back to the dinner with the Carters, to the shock on Grandma Carter’s face when she had discovered the truth. That memory would not leave her, no matter how much she tried to push it away.

Her phone suddenly rang, breaking her from her thoughts. She glanced down, expecting maybe a message from Colton or a call from her mother, but her heart skipped when she saw the name on the screen. Elias.

She pressed the phone to her ear quickly....