Chapter 7 - Maya Packs Bags And Prepares To Leave
Richard tried to block the doorway of the master bedroom as Maya tossed clothes haphazardly into a large suitcase.
“You can’t just pack up and take my daughter out of this house over a misunderstanding!” Richard protested loudly.
“Your daughter? You haven't acted like a father since you started treating our home like a revolving hotel room,” Maya retorted coldly.
She zipped the suitcase shut with a sharp, definitive pull, shoving past him into the hallway.
Emma stood by the top of the stairs clutching her stuffed rabbit, her wide eyes darting nervously between her parents.
“Daddy is staying here, honey, but you and I are going to go stay at Grandma’s house for a few days,” Maya explained smoothly.
Richard watched them with a dark, calculating expression that made the hair on the back of Maya’s neck stand up.
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“You’re making a massive mistake, Maya... if you walk out that door tonight, you won't like what happens next,” Richard warned darkly.
Maya didn't dignify his threat with an answer, grabbing Emma’s tiny hand and marching down the stairs toward freedom.
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