Maya’s POV
I laid in bed, tossing and turning, still unable to sleep. My head kept swirling with different thoughts and I groaned, sitting up to rest my head against the headboard.
I was meant to be relieved- happy even and I guessed a part of me was. I hadn’t been looking forward to whatever “wedding night” expectations might entail, but his complete lack of interest had me questioning everything.
Am I… not good enough? I thought to myself and the realization hit me like a pick to the gut. I got up and out of bed before moving to the mirror that was in the corner of my room. I slowly pulled off my pajamas, the sound of the silk fabric echoing through the room.
I stood in front of the mirror naked and stared at my reflection. I wasn’t unaware of how imperfect my body was.
The faint
