Hearing her mother’s name from Cecilia’s lips sent a strange ache through Maya’s chest.
There were so many questions she wanted to ask about her mother, about Cecilia, and about everything she had just learned.
But Jaime was still fighting for his life.
Whatever answers she needed would have to wait. Right now, her brother had to be her priority.
As if understanding exactly what was going through her mind, Cecilia gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
“I know you’re probably angry with me, and you have every right to be. I promise I’ll answer every question you have, but right now, I need you to listen to me carefully.”
Maya remained quiet. Deep down, she did have countless questions, but angry?
She couldn’t find it in her heart to be angry with Cecilia.
Anger felt too strong for what sh
