Maya rechecked the time. The Uber was supposed to be here any minute now. She hadn't received a call yet, and the uber map wasn't something she trusted either to rely on.
She had woken up very late that morning, but the headache that had plagued her the night before had completely dissolved and her body pains gone.
She didn't even realize when she fell asleep, but the thought of Bruce cuddling her to sleep made a smile creep onto her face.
Soon, she'll get the boy, the fame, everything she has ever aspired to get. Her only regret was that her father had to die and not watch her do something astounding.
When she woke up, she realized Bruce wasn't in the room. Instead, she'd found a neatly packed bag waiting for her—filled with the clothes she was now putting on—and a short note beside it.
-"Rushed out to do something. I'll come be with you in a bit."
