Chapter 34
Broken
(Maya’s POV)
I stared at the shattered glass on the kitchen floor. Water pooled around the broken stems of the blue roses. The roses that had once stood so proudly, so full of meaning. Now they were just debris.
Broken.
Like everything else.
Like me.
The front door was still slightly ajar from where he’d walked out.
Axel was gone.
And I was the one who had made him leave.
I took a shaky breath, but it didn’t help. My chest was tight, strangled by a grief I hadn’t been prepared for. I thought I would feel relief. Feel relief that I had done the right thing. That I had ended what should have never begun.
But all I felt was pain.
I turned from the mess and stumbled backward, clutching the edge of the kitchen counter for support. My legs didn’t want to hold me
