Violet's POV
Maverick left, but I remain standing on the floor like I have seen a ghost. I can't believe what just happened. When my shock faded away I acted quickly and I took a broom and dustpan since I don't want anyone to find out I have broken one of the expensive antique vases of the Blaze Family. I am still thinking about the face of the handsome young man. I think he is already eighteen or nineteen years old. I don't see anyone at my school who looks so perfect as him.