Chapter 85

Maya’s POV

I tossed the wig aside and bolted off without wasting a single moment.

“Maya! Wait! Is that you?!” Sabrina’s voice echoed behind me as I ran, but I couldn’t risk looking back to see how close she was. Whether she’d recognized me or not was too dangerous to confirm. All I needed to do was shake her. The passersby gawked at us in bewilderment, sidestepping to keep their distance.

“Maya! Hold on!” Sabrina shouted again.

I ducked into the nearest clothing store I could find and slipped behind a row of racks and display shelves, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure she could hear it. Moments later, I heard her familiar voice again. I swiveled around the end of a garment rack and froze: she was right there, still dogging my steps. The instant our eyes met, her determination hardened. Damn it—she simply would