Chapter 48

Maya’s POV

The taxi pulled up to the curb, a towering glass building reflecting the midday sun. My stomach fluttered with nerves, a mix of excitement and apprehension. This was it. I was out. Really out. Rehab had been hard, necessary, but hard. Every day felt a little less cloudy, a little more mine, my hands not shaking as much, my thoughts staying clearer. A slow climb, but I was on my way. And Daniel, he had been my constant. My rock.

I paid the driver, clutching the small bouquet of flowers I’d picked up, a quiet thanks. I hadn’t told him I was coming. I wanted to surprise him. To show him, not just tell him, that I was strong enough to face the world again.

I pushed through the revolving doors, the hum of the busy lobby a stark contrast to the quiet halls of rehab. I found his office on the directory, took the elevator up, my heart pounding a steady rhythm. This was a good place, a place where things got done. A place that felt like Daniel.

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