DONOVAN

I sat at my desk, trying to focus on the papers in front of me, but my mind kept wandering back to Maya. She had been acting strange all day, and I couldn't understand why.

First, she had been distant and cold at breakfast, barely speaking to me. Then, she stormed out of the house, saying she needed some time alone. I had tried calling her, but she hadn't answered.

Now, as I sat at my desk, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Maya was always a bit moody, but this was different. She seemed... hurt, somehow.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I had no...