CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Keira eventually made it back to the hotel and went into her room. There were signs of Cristiano all over the place, making her heart ache even more. She slipped off her blood flecked skirt and threw it in the bin, never wanting to see it again, then sat heavily on the bed and began to cry.
Reality hit her with painful clarity. Her career was in tatters, her relationship over. Leave. That was the only thing she could do now. Pack her bags and catch a flight back to New York City.
With her head hanging and her tail between her legs, Keira began to fill her case up. She had no idea what to do with Cristiano’s abandoned items. He didn’t have much in the first place, but she folded what he had brought with him and placed it into a bag. Maybe she could ask the hotel to mai
