Maya’s P. O. V
I pushed the switch down on my side of the car door to open the window as the inside of the car was really getting more and more tense and suffocating for me now.
The chilled soothing breeze rushed inside the car to caress my skin and to play along with my hair as soon as I allowed the environment to cool up for a little bit as I really needed to think how should I answer dad now that he had already asked that very question, which I wanted to avoid.
No wonder he clearly realised that I was not the Maya he was familiar with, and this time I might have forgotten to consider the fact that he must be seeing this great change in me overnight, which was beyond dad’s imagination as he was no fool to believe that this kind of character changing ability can sprout in someone ou
