He had hurt her. Made her feel ugly, low, and insecure. Made her cry the way she had no idea a human being could cry as much as she did.

Leo had hurt her. She was supposed to hate him. But she could not. Her heart, her heart still belong to him. And it was so fucked up, because she wanted to stop herself from loving him, but she could not. Maeve wanted to kill those feeling, but the more she tried, the more the feelings generated. Especially now that he was begging and trying to explain himself. He even had so much pain and honesty in his eyes, that...