I found Maya crying on the chair with her phone lying in her lap. I knew she was holding in a lot, but I did not realise how bad it had become until then. I went to sit beside her and held her.
“He will come around,” I said, hugging her.
Maya sobbed harder.
“Let me sleep on your couch, Sienna,” she pleaded. “I do not want to be by myself, so I do not do something stupid. Please.”
“I will discuss it with Kael,” I assured her. “He is already getting the other apartment fixed for you, but I will talk to him about it.”
Maya nodded, wiping her face.
“I called Darius, and he rejected my call thirteen times,” she cried.
I stared at her because I did not even know how she managed to call someone that many times and keep counting.
“How many times have you tried his number today?” I asked.
