AMARA hadn’t seen Maverick these past few days. He had just informed her that he had something important to do. Then it had already been five days since the last time she saw him. Negative thoughts had been filling her mind. But even though her mind was thinking negative thoughts, they didn’t have any relationship. They’re just friends.
Suddenly, she remembered the night when Maverick was wounded. Maverick confessed that he was not a human. Then who is he? Is he the same as me?
Maverick had told her that he would tell her about his real identity when she was ready. I became more confused.
Sighing, Amara could only see the cars passing by the door a few meters away from their vet clinic.
Grace sat in front of Amara. “What happened to you? You looked down today — not just today, even t
