MAYA

One day turned into three. Three days turned into a week. Before I knew it, weeks had passed, and Silas hadn't returned. He hadn't sent a text, made a call, or even had Elena pass along a message. After that phone call from Isabella, he had simply vanished back into his old life.

As much as I hated to admit it, it hurt. The reality of it pressed down on me every morning I woke up to an empty room. I had been foolish enough to think those quiet moments we shared meant something. I actually thought I was seeing the real him. But I stood no chance against...