Chapter 53: Tell You My Story

Maya The whole day passed without catching a glimpse of Nathaniel to convey my apologies for prying into matters I shouldn't have. As the day unfolded, that concern slipped from my mind, entwining itself in the threads of thoughts about Leonardo and Maximus. I found myself contemplating whether they had received my letter.  Regret slowly settled in, a realization that I had made my pregnancy abundantly clear, far beyond mere hints; I had practically narrated the entire situation. Deep down, I knew I shouldn't have revealed so much, but as always, my actions were governed by raw emotions—emotions that always fucks me up. Now, I feared the consequences. I believed they would intensify their efforts to locate me, perhaps resorting to drastic measures to eliminate me and my unborn child, passing it off as someone else's. Their unfathomable hatred for me left me no room for doubt; they would stop at nothing to achieve their revenge, even if it meant the death of an innocent child. No matter