POV: Maya
"You thought the lie proved he didn't mean it," Priya said. "What if the lie proved he meant it so much he panicked?"
Maya sat on Priya's couch. It has been two weeks since she arrived from the island,she wasn't sleeping,baking or watching reality TV and these are things she loved doing
Priya had noticed it, of course—Priya Sharma noticed everything. Her curly hair had fresh pink tips, now rose gold for the third time since Maya met her. Her tortoiseshell glasses were slightly crooked, and her brown eyes were always sharp and observant.
"You look terrible," Priya said.
"I know."
"You haven't slept."
"I know."
"You haven't baked anything,you haven't watched Love Island or even mentioned your plants."
Maya looked at her hands. "The plants are fine."
"The plants are not
