Chapter 48

She sat on the car seat, gazing out the window as the road became familiar. The morning was suddenly cold and uncomfortable, and her stomach was churning and burning at the thought that she was returning to him.

Sure was the worst way to get your hopes smashed to pieces; she shut her eyes so she couldn't feel the car swerving back to the manor.

The sensation intensified, causing her cheeks to burn, and the discomfort against the car compelled her to sit up, straining her neck to remain steady.

It was the shortest journey she had ever been on, even though the longest route was taken. When Maya saw the gate of the manor, she retreated into her emotionless self. It was the only part that could survive him.

He was on the patio waiting, and when he saw the car drive by, he only stood by, watching the car park to the side of the compound.

George came down, buttoned his suit just fine, and came over to open the door for her. His hateful eyes met hers as she stepped o