𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐲 - 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨,𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫

"i hate you" she murmured, breathing heavily.

"oh yeah? Then why is your tongue about to be down my throat" His deep voice rasped through the thick air.

Maeve was like the sun after a rainy day for Minho, a candle in a dark room, the blood pumping through his veins, she completed him and he completed her. They're love was endless, until one day Maeve left the maze and never came back, presumed to be dead. She believed no one in the glade fought for her, her soulmate never fought for her. She was wrong but when they reconnect she isn't as happy to see everyone like they thought she would, but most of all; she hated minho like cats hated water and janson hated happiness. Soon the feeling became mutual, will they grow to love each over again? or will they're love stay sour