Maria.
I really don't understand what's going on anymore; my head was spinning, completely unable to process the relentless chaotic storm of emotions tearing through me.
The quadruplets always manage to get me both confused and angry, effortlessly driving me to the absolute edge of my sanity with their conflicting motives, secret glances, and maddening presence.
And Aidan—how could he suddenly be so persistent?
How could he stand there, looking at me with those pleading emerald eyes, acting as if he could simply erase the past and force his way back into my broken heart?
I stepped out of the bathroom after a while, taking a slow, shaky step into the room, only to meet a pair of deep, piercing ocean-blue eyes staring right back at me.
