MAIA SOLIS
I stared at my reflection in the elevator and laughed as if it were healthy for a person's emotions to go from hell to heaven in a few hours, I had an outburst of sadness, fear, anger and lust.
In that order.
Sadness for the past, fear of the effects it has on me, anger at everyone duly taken out on Lauren and lust.
Oh, that was it...
My skin still holds the memory, the touch and the smell of Damon on me. And we haven't even come close to what we wanted.
"What do you think you're doing, Maia?"
My aunt asked when I entered the house looking like a fugitive.
“Auntie, nothing serious happened…”
“I’m just afraid for you, my love. I know about these modern things and that nothing is like it used to be, but if I say all this, it’s for you. I mean… What if he hasn’t changed?
