MAYA
I stepped out of my bathroom with the feeling of regret. My actions yesterday were totally uncalled for. Mr. Desmond was simply trying to help but I shunned him without second thoughts. This wasn't me. This wasn't Maya Coleman. My emotions were taking the better part of me and it was only making things worse. I heaved a sigh pondering on how I was going to face him after what I said last night.
I still remember the look of deep worry painted on his face last night. The disappointment and hurt intertwined when he left my room. I sat on the side of my bed rubbing through the towel wrapped around my hair. I messed up and I had no idea how to fix things.
My phone beeped and I checked it reluctantly. It was a message from Ana. Apparently she had several messages last night. I quickly
