Chapter 548

Maya lay limply on the bed, her body lacking any strength. When Weston came back, she nestled down again like a little kitten, weakly lifting her eyelids to look at him.

"Weston, I feel horrible. I miss my mom. When can I go home?" she asked, her voice filled with longing.

Weston was momentarily stunned. How could he tell this little girl that not only was going home impossible, but her life might