Bonds

Chapter 6

Chapter Six

~Maya’s POV~

Natalia’s voice, muffled through the phone, jolted me out of a daze. “You really think he did it?” Her words felt like sandpaper against my raw nerves.

I let out a sigh, “I don’t know,” the confession scraping my throat, “But think of it, Natalia. If I were to bomb a place, why would I leave evidence that it was me on the bomb?”

“Exactly!” Natalia’s sharp tone crackled through the receiver. “My thoughts exactly. But still, he’s the only one with a motive to stop the wedding. Maybe he realized what he lost.”

I shook my head, the gesture echoing the hollowness inside me, “I looked into his eyes. The Alex that loved me… I didn’t see that man anymore. There was anger, yes, but also a stranger, someone consumed by something I couldn’t understand.”

A beat of silence hung between us, thick with unspoken doubts. “So maybe it was his way of making good on that threat. Maybe this was his way of showing Everton that he means to really go to war with your father.”

“And my father, of course, couldn’t help but blame me,” I muttered, bitterness lacing my voice.

“When are you going to stand up—?” Shebegan, her question hanging in the air.

“No, Natalia, please don’t,” I interrupted, my voice laced with a plea. “I did that once, and it ended with my heart in pieces. That fire…” I choked back a sob, the memory a barbed wire twisting in my gut. “It’s gone.”

“Amaya…” Her voice was laced with concern, reaching across the miles to wrap around me in a virtual hug.

I clutched the phone tighter, “It’s gone,” I repeated.

Silence followed as I stared at myself in the mirror. A stranger stared back, her eyes dull with pain, her lips drawn in a tight line of resignation.

about the fire, darling. It’s about the embers. They’re still there, glowing under the ashes. You just need to find

single word that hung heavy in the air between us. Natalia, bless her bluntness, knew me too well to let it linger. Instead, she sidestepped, her

picking at a chipped piece of nail polish. “He’s probably still knee-deep in damage control after the explosion. Daniel, of course, is already planning a redo of the wedding since

the unspoken words simmering on Natalia’s tongue, her silence crackling with disapproval. I knew

the dust and debris of today and paint the town red? Forget Daniel’s mini-wedding plans, forget dinner with the

the protest forming on my lips. “It’s

just comply, to shrink into the shadow he casts, but damn it, Maya, that’s not you. I miss the girl who could stare down a rogue wolf and laugh in his face. I miss the firebrand who started a rebellion in college because a professor misquoted Nietzsche. I miss the you that wouldn’t back down

the gut, jolting me

are we going?” I whispered, wiping the tears that threatened to

a spring breeze, clearing the fog of despair. “There’s this new club that just opened,” she chirped, her excitement infectious. “Big Shot, it’s called, and rumor has it they have a dance floor that hypnotizes and cocktails that sing opera.

what about Nathan

the bomb, the broken vows,

“Don’t worry about details, I’ll handle everything. I’ll text you the address, you wear something that sets your inner warrior goddess on

had been buried under the rubble of the day. The Natalia Rant, as she affectionately called it, had a way

out on a breath of newfound defiance. “Just one favor,

she promised, her voice already halfway

there’s dancing. Lots and lots

the hallway. “Tonight, my friend, we dance like there’s no

my eyes, chasing away the shadows of fear and resignation. The girl who punched Nathan in the face and defied her father wasn’t dead, she was simply hibernating. And tonight, Natalia was right, she was coming

my chest, a wild hummingbird trapped in a cage of nerves and excitement. There

Rapunzel,” she teased, her voice a familiar melody in the symphony of

leather jacket tighter against the wind.

seemed to pierce through my flimsy excuse. “The alpha throwing another tantrum?” she asked, her tone laced with

lie tasted bitter

and understanding. “I get it,” she said, “It’s been a hell of a day. But

shaky laugh, feeling the tension seep out of my shoulders.

mischievous glint in her eyes. “Now, about that

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