Chapter Thirty-Eight: Flights and Fears

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Maya POV

Its been three days, three days since i last saw Malcolm, three days since the last incident, three days since my panic attack. Lucas had requested i didnt come into work and that gave me more time on my hands to set my priorities straight and not think about Malcom.

I raked my hands through my hair as i read the document jake had sent out for me, but none of the letters made sense. The prints seemed like foreign letters and my head was begining to ache from staring so hard. Pushing out of the chair, i walked to the window which was covered by the curtains, it was mid-day and the bustling of the city was obvious. The clouds were clear enough to have a nice enough to have lunch in a cafe. As i walked to my closet to change out of my shorts, there was a knock on the door. My heart leaped in my chest at the thought of Malcolm coming to check up on me, without thinking twice i reached for the door and yanked it open, but the excitment died down a little when