She held her hand a little tighter, as if anchoring herself in the moment, her gaze lingering on Maya as though she were something precious she was afraid to lose again.
Then, through the veil of tears, a soft, trembling smile broke across her lips.
“You and Damien…” she whispered, her voice fragile, trembling yet edged with hope. “You’re together?”
Maya nodded, a shy blush coloring her cheeks as a warm smile slowly spread across her face. “Yes… just a few days ago, actually.” She let out a light, slightly nervous chuckle, her eyes glimmering with both happiness and the hint of newness in their relationship.
Ashcroft leaned back with a sly smirk. “Honestly… you should ask her how hopeless Damien is at romance. Took him forever just to get a ‘yes.’”
Maya let out a soft laugh at the jab
