MAYA

“What am I turning into?” I whisper, running both hands through my hair. “Maya… this isn’t you.”

My chest tightens, and I press a trembling hand to it. “Why am I letting the people around me turn me into a monster?”

I shake my head slowly, almost in disbelief. “What was I even thinking when I said I could be with someone else’s man? I was in fucking control of another woman’s husband.”

My voice cracks, and I let out a shaky breath. “I know how I felt when Isla ...