Maya’s heart gave a violent thump.
That voice.
For hours, she had been waiting for it. Hoping for it every time footsteps passed outside Jaime’s room, only to be disappointed again and again.
She knew that voice.
Maya spun around.
The hallway behind them was still empty, but hurried footsteps echoed from somewhere beyond the corridor, growing louder with every passing second.
Her eyes remained fixed on the far end of the hallway, afraid to look away. Afraid that the hope suddenly swelling inside her would disappear just as quickly as it had come.
Then a shadow crossed the wall.
A second later, a tall figure rounded the corner at a run.
Maya’s breath caught.
For one suspended moment, everything else seemed to disappear—the storm raging outside, the fear that had been clawing at he
