Maya’s Point of View
The glow of the overhead light illuminated my room, bouncing off the sleek, modern furniture that adorned the space. Despite the comfort surrounding me, the air felt heavy with my rage. I sat at my desk, my fingers drumming rhythmically against the surface as I mulled over every detail, every moment that led to this.
Avery. The name alone made my blood boil.
How could someone so insignificant stir so much emotion in Kaiden? He looked at her as if she hung the moon as if she was more than just a simple girl in his orbit. It was revolting. She had to go. No, it wasn’t enough for her to disappear, I needed her to suffer in ways no one had before.
I needed her death to leave a mark, she needed to be erased in a way that would leave a scar on Kaiden’s heart.
She had to
