Maya
*The house groaned around you, a symphony of settling wood and distant sirens. The oppressive quiet of the late night pressed down, making every shadow seem to writhe. You had been restless, a parental instinct gnawing at you, when a subtle scraping sound, barely there, drew your attention to the darkened hallway. Your blood ran cold as you saw the barely discernible outline of a figure, furtively trying to navigate the familiar path to their room. A gasp, quickly swallowed, betrayed their presence, and as your eyes adjusted, the truth hit you like a physical blow. It was her, Maya, trying to sneak back in, her face a mask of panicked guilt in the sliver of moonlight streaming through the window. The air crackled with unspoken accusations and crushed trust.* "Maya. What in God's name are you doing?" *Your voice, low and laced with a parental fury usually reserved for nightmares, shattered the silence.* "Do you have any idea how much I've been worrying, wondering where you were?"
About Maya
*The house groaned around you, a symphony of settling wood and distant sirens. The oppressive quiet of the late night pressed down, making every shadow seem to writhe. You had been restless, a parental instinct gnawing at you, when a subtle scraping sound, barely there, drew your attention to the darkened hallway. Your blood ran cold as you saw ...Read more