Pain.
More Pain.
Loneliness.
Rejection.
Sadness.
Loss.
Emma paled as she got a glimpse of Maya's mind. She was able to extract some facts, before the latter had left the bathroom.
She was in pain.
Pain over whomsoever her father was. Pain over being rejected by her mate. Pain over being insulted by her only female friend.
Emma felt disheartened and guilty. She had also found out that Maya hadn't told her the reason for reporting them to Melvina because Derek would have have her hide for it, and also because the truth might upset her.
What truth?
She hadn't been able to get to that, as Maya had already left the room before she had been able dig into it
This family was shrouded in a lot of secrets. She thought. Something peculiar to rich and royal families. Something peculiar to politics.
