Chapter 7 - Maya Packs Her Bags And Leaves The Penthouse
Before searching the desk, Maya returned to the master suite bedroom to pack her essential belongings and secure her legal documents.
Damon was still sitting on the floor near the bed, looking utterly defeated as he stared blankly at the polished wooden floorboards.
She ignored his miserable presence entirely, pulling a large leather suitcase from the walk-in closet and unzipping it with mechanical efficiency.
Designer dresses, tailored suits, and personal mementos were tossed aside as she packed only what she needed for her immediate escape.
“Maya, please... at least take my car, it’s not safe for you to drive across the city at two in the morning,” Damon muttered weakly.
“I wouldn’t touch anything you own, Damon. Every single thing in this apartment feels toxic,” Maya stated without looking up.
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She zipped the suitcase shut with a sharp, echoing zip that punctuated her absolute finality regarding their toxic relationship.
Grabbing her designer handbag and car keys from the foyer console, she walked toward the front elevator without a single backward glance.
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