It was on a weekend's morning, Saturday to be precise, the next day after the party, that Maya had visited Emma in her place.

Derek had told her, Maya, to promise him that she would make the human see reasons, forgive him, and take him back. And she had complied, even after knowing fully well how strong-headed the redhead could be.

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"It's coming out nice." Emma said, as she looked into the pot that sat on the electric cooker, housing a boiling native dish of the county ...