MAYA'S POV

“Get over yourself, Maya. Your time is done.”

My eyes stay closed. I run my tongue over my lips, still waiting for his kiss, but it never comes.

Maddox's words replay in my head. "Get over yourself, Maya. Your time is done."

It takes a while, a really long while, for the words to sink in.

When I open my eyes, he’s no longer standing close to me. He’s several inches away now, leaning casually against the wall, ankles crossed and arms ...