MAYA
The car felt suffocating. Not because of the space. But because of everything sitting between us.
I stared out the window, watching the blurred lights pass by, my fingers clenched tightly in my lap. My reflection stared back at me faintly and I saw my eyes distant, lips pressed together, thoughts completely somewhere else.
On him. On Tristan.
The way his jaw had tightened. The way his eyes had darkened. The way he looked at Jax holding my hand… My chest tightened. He wasn’t okay with this. Not even a little. And for some reason… that mattered more than anything right now.
“Maya…” Jax’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I didn’t look at him. I couldn’t. “I’m sorry,” he said, his tone softer than usual. “For what Hailey did.”
Silence. I swallowed, still staring ahead.
“I’ve bee
