MAYA

I couldn't take it anymore. The way Donovan was sitting there, looking at me with a mixture of confusion and frustration, was just too much. I felt like he was oblivious to the pain he had caused me, like he had no idea why I was upset.

I stood up, my heart racing with anger and hurt. "You really have no idea, do you?" I spat, my voice trembling with rage.

Donovan looked up at me, his expression bewildered. "Maya, what's going on?" he asked, but I just laughed, a bitter, mocking sound.

"You really think I'm just being paranoid, don't you?" I said, my eyes blazing with anger....