MAYA

I squeezed the blazer against my chest, my heart hammering. I couldn't unsee it. The image was branded into my mind. Isabella on her knees, her hand inside Silas’s briefs, and the smug look of victory on her face when she saw me.

The humiliation stung. I hadn’t even processed the shock of touching Silas while I was half-asleep, dreaming of Liam. To walk in on that immediately after was too much. I felt like I had betrayed Liam by touching Silas, and seeing Isabella there only made the mistake feel so much worse. I just wanted to disappear. I shoved my bedroom door open, desperate for my own...