THE GILDED CAGE
MAYA POV
A shiny black SUV was parked in front of the coffee shop, looking fancy and way too recognizable.
The back door swung open before I even reached it.
I stopped on the sidewalk, my vision clouded with tears, but I didn't need to see clearly to know who was inside.
"Get in," Silas commanded from the darkness of the backseat.
I climbed into the SUV and the heavy door slammed shut behind me, cutting me off from the rest of the world with its tinted windows and leather interior.
Silas was sitting on the opposite side of the leather bench, wearing a dark charcoal suit that probably cost more than my entire education.
His legs were crossed, a glass of scotch resting easily in his hand, and he looked completely relaxed. He looked satisfied.
"You watched," I said,
