Nael
The coffee maker beeps. Finally. Groaning at my aching neck, I get a mug from the shelf. Darla rearranged them after Maeve got here. So she would be able to reach them. I don’t think she has noticed.
Maeve
Goddess, last night was a mess. I think I made every mistake possible. Acting like a complete i***t. First, I didn’t pay enough attention to Maeve, didn’t see when she cracked, and everything went to sh**- She got hurt last night. I ball my fist at that. And then I made her feel self-conscious. I tried to make it better and failed because I couldn’t get the admission that she is my mate past my teeth.
I have seen Maeve drink like yesterday before. She threw up. But last night? She was completely out of it. And if Elodie hadn’t noticed the dude dragging her outside, I don’t know
