DESMOND
As I drove along the streets of New York, I thought about the conversation I shared with Ana.
“I’d like to hear the story.” I quoted and Ana rewarded me with a deep stare.
“I’m not going to be the person telling you about your lover’s deep past. If you really want to know the truth, meet Maya.” She responded.
“I can’t and you know that.” I replied with a light sigh following suit.
“So you expect me to spill the beans?”
I sighed.
“That’s not what I meant to imply.”
“So now you’re suddenly interested in hearing her story. I wonder what changed your mind.” She cut me off abruptly. “Either way, Desmond. I think you’re not ready. And you should certainly give Maya a break. To be fair, ever since she met you, her life has been nothing short of a bad drama.” She added. “So le
