MAYA

“May her soul rest in perfect peace,” the priest said.

Maddox clutched my hands tightly against mine.

“I told you to remove the mask, Maddox. They’re supposed to know you’re the forgotten brother,” I whispered.

“Maya, chill. I would… it’s just not the perfect time yet. I’ve got it all covered,” he said calmly.

“Hmm, if you insist. Don’t ruin things for me,” I muttered, “plus… Did you print it out?” I asked.

“Yes, I did,” he replied.

“Okay, good, ...