Don't you know there comes a midnight hour when everyone has to take off his mask? - Soren Kierkgaar
The looseness Maya felt was dangerous. It was nebulous and risky. It was hard to control things when she felt out of control. She needs control. There was too much at risk.
Suddenly the house seemed too small. She needed miles between them so she could keep him forgotten.
All these years and his voice still sent shockwaves through Maya. She forced herself to stay when the impulse to run was screaming in her head. Maya pushed Alex with all her strength.
"Don't." Maya's back teeth clenched hard, biting back the words that sought to get out. "This has nothing to do with the past."
"The hell it doesn't. It has everything to do with what we are. It's all we got. You, me, and the bitter past" Clenching his fist, Alex's voice trembled angrily.
