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A feeling of guilt

Maverick's POV

Just as I reached for the doorknob, ready to escape from Ralph's constant motherly advice, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I glanced at it, half-tempted to ignore it, but the name on the screen froze me in place: Madame Eliza.

I answered with a sigh. “Yeah?”

“Maverick,” she cr...