Liam’s POV
I got into my car and shut the door, thinking of Maya. I dialed her number again, but it went to voicemail.
“Maya, baby, where are you? Please, you've got to come back. You're injured and weak plus you've got nowhere to go. I know I'm your least favorite person right now but please you've got to let me help you. Call me as soon as you get this. I love you and I promise to make things right”. I ended the call and threw my phone on the passenger seat.
Where could she be, where would she have gone? It hit me that I knew almost nothing about her. We never talked about things like this on the island. I knew she was an orphan, and she spent most of her life at the orphanage, but I didn't know which one. She was broke and striving, which was why she was on my yacht in the first pl
