Kyle
Rage had never filled my body faster than in the moment I opened the doors to the ballroom. There, standing in another man’s arms, was Maya. I couldn’t see who it was in the dimly lit room, but it didn’t matter to me at that point. I was going to beat the s**t out of whoever had his hands on Maya. I had come all this way to win her back, and nothing was going to stand in my way.
“Kyle! Help me! It’s Tyler!”
Her shouts snapped me out of my anger then her words hit me: “It’s Tyler.”
Without thinking, I ran over to her and pried her from Tyler’s grip and shoved him away, and he tumbled toward a table, trying to regain his balance. I quickly turned to Maya to see if she was okay.
“Maya. Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”
“No, not yet. He just confessed to everything,” she looked me dea
