MAYA

This isn't good.

“I swear I am never telling you anything again ever.” I growl, stomping hard on Nate’s foot before marching to my room.

“I really don't get why he would do that to me.” I growl, stomping my foot hard.

“You need to understand that it's for your own good. I mean, if he could threaten your life, that means he will do it. Donovan must be dangerous, Maya.” Nate says, taking a sip from his drink.

I left the house in anger because they kept plotting and planning how to kill Donovan.

“Yeah, it's true. I just feel a little weird, that's all.” I wave off...