Frost stared down at the guilt ridden Maya who struggled to raise her head. She knew she'd get in trouble for her actions and was prepared for it.
Biting her lips slightly Maya forced herself to look up at Frost fully expecting to see him fuming but instead what she saw was pain, loneliness and sadness.
Seeing Frost, her young master as well as boyfriend looking so downcast and hurt sent a ripple across her heart. She suddenly realised where she had gone wrong.
Maya leaped off the sofa and hugged Frost in a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry." She whispered gently in Frost's ear, feeling great remorse.
Frost wasn't bothered by the DP used or really the deliciousness of the meal but more the fact that he was left out of such an important event. A childhood dish of his girlfriend, his partner, he wanted to experience such a connection.
Frost's anger deflated as he felt Maya's lithe body wrapping around him, his heart warming thanks to her touch.
