Chapter 33
After her last class of the day, Maya checked her phone. Two text messages from Quinn awaited her, each containing a picture and no words. At least, Maya thought, if she ever had the opportunity to introduce Quinn to Angus, they would have their flair for the dramatic in common.
She looked at the first picture in which she was wearing the red dress of the photo shoot—that day she’d seen Quinn again after ten years of living with their secret.
Quinn had placed Maya on a background photo of Acton Academy, floating on a cloud above the building. Her arms were shoulder height in a perfect Viennese waltz hold, her head turned so she was looking down at the school over her shoulder. Her face was a picture of perfect concentration, but her lips were pulled into a tentative smile. Qu
