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Maya POV

I carefully laid down Eliane on the back seat and covered her with my jacket. I moved to the front seat and started the car. Inside my head was like a hurricane, a tornado of mixed emotions and a rainstorm of painful memories.

During the ride back I kept remembering every word she said. Deep down I know that she kept to herself way more than she told me. Part of me wants to hear more but the other part is just scared to steer up something I can't handle.

I turned off the engine once parked in front of the house and leaned back on my seat. I didn't want to get inside, I was tempted to grab our bags and drive far away from this place. This place is dangerous for both of us, for everything we built up during the last years.