The Forgotten Neighbor

ng for abroad, Beatrixa invite

restaurant and ordered

nk, someone accident

d, Beatrixa fel

shoulder strap tore, exposing her smooth sh

ize but froze when he recognized her. "B

people overheard

tched the torn fabric, t

r stung like needles

openly. "You're that heavy and still wear

"Maverick, come over he

ick was nearby when she

let her go. "Where are you running? Don't you like Maverick?

gripping her skirt tightly as humil

e pushed past him, knoc

, hitting his head

blazed with anger. "You fat pig, you dared shove

everyone, look! This fat pig hit m

d to her, their gazes fille

distance, standing beside

lance to Beatrixa's, and she held the

the girl Mav

elt entirely different-less

he lacked, t

es stung with

acutely aware of how

claiming Beatrixa bumped him, fell, tore her skirt,

e dares to shove me?" he said. "Is it not true? A girl tha

voice soft. "Maverick, Simon's just stating facts. She caused

et her gaze with a faint smile,

e bumped her first, humiliated her, and blo

blocked, the words

Maverick, waiting

her, his tone flat. "

sneered. "You hear that? Maver

f doused with cold water, h

ys protected her, would demand an apo

ailee thought

eak, Maverick's eyes dr

n on his face, one that seem

enever she messed up, as if sh

e my little sister. If she did somet