Ceasing To Be A Maid

Maeve

My feet stayed planted to the floorboards, shock locking my muscles in place as Draven’s confession hung between us. His gaze held mine with a weight that made it feel like I was sinking straight into the dark depths of his eyes. Never once had he looked at me with this kind of raw longing and focus. It felt as if he were truly seeing me for the very first time, making my heart stutter. It