“You know you don’t have to do this,” I said to Maria. I picked up one of Trevon’s moving boxes and walked down the hallway with Maria to her grey Audi.
She sighed and pushed the door open, letting her dirty blonde hair fly into her face. “What else am I supposed to do? Live alone?” She gazed back toward his apartment on the third floor, watching Trevon stack box after box in front of the windows. “I hate being alone. These past two weeks have been hell without you.”
My lips curled into a soft smile. Though Maria constantly got on my nerves, I missed her and wished that I could’ve stayed for a bit longer. I shoved the box into the backseat of her car and shut the door. “You could always live in the castle with me and Eros.”
Maria broke out into a fit of laughter, her sweet scent filling
