Maya
~_<
For the first time since the bet, waking up doesn’t make me want to cry. There’s no Ryder, no Liam, and definitely no Bree. Just peace.
The smell of freshly baked bread spreads through the house, wrapping me in warmth, and for the first time in a while, I feel proud of my decision to stay longer at my mum’s.
“Good morning, Mum!” I say cheerfully, padding into the kitchen.
“Good morning, princess. How did you sleep?”
“Really good,” I reply, already reaching for a loaf of bread.
“I could tell. I walked by your room to check on you, but you were laughing. I didn’t want to disturb. It felt good to hear you laugh.”
“Oh, that must’ve been when I was talking to Thomas.”
Breakfast is smooth, easy—something I haven’t felt in a while. I start planning the rest of my day in my he
