Chapter 246. Let It Be

"Elk, how are you?" Maya asked, tucking her hair behind her ears, feeling nervous.

How confident she had been when she said she would talk to him, and now it was all slipping away.

In front of Jackson, she had been composed, acting as if she would nail it, but now, truth be told, she felt too nervous to even open her mouth.

She was so anxious that her stomach grumbled, as if she might vomit at any moment.

The music was loud, but where they were sitting it was relatively quiet. The drink she had was too weak; this type of conversation should have happened after having some strong liquor in her system, that's for sure.

"Don't you see me every day? I am exactly what I look like. Where is this question even coming from, Maya?" Elk's face contorted in confusion.

Maya's breath hitched as she didn't know how to reply. He sounded so cold, or maybe the temperature had dropped too low. Whatever it was, she didn't like where this was going.

It's true,