MAEVE'S POV
I was in a state of acute shock. My mind was racing a million miles a minute, thinking of what to do—how to get out of this impossible situation.
Earlier, I had been worried about Serena getting a hold of the black book before I could.
This current situation was much worse.
I wasn't just worried now—I was outright afraid. Terrified of just how far Serena would go to destroy me with her incriminating evidence.
What could I possibly say to defend why I was foraging in Ivan's room? Or why I had opened his secret crevice? Fucking hell!
I couldn't believe I'd actually fallen for Serena's bloody trap. Who knows if she had purposefully set up the entire conversation with Lydia to lure me in here—to catch me in the act of doing something I shouldn't be doing and prove Lydia's point.
Fuck.
