Although Maya had known that Clem's thoughts on her were not good per say, she still hadn't expected his outbursts and hostility. Well, she had caused it though; she had followed her father like a sheep and it had cost her a lot of things. She wasn't that sheep anymore; late but still necessary.

She still hoped to reconcile with her close friend, as she trudged along the hall area, heading towards the exit.

She stopped in her movements, as she heard an argument between two ...