Taylor splashed water on her face, breathing through the ache in her chest. Her skin still felt too tight, like everything inside her was straining not to crack again. Dani was gone for just a moment — off to the kitchen to get her water — and Taylor used that moment.
Fast. Quiet.
She slipped out of the bathroom, eyes scanning the room. Dani’s keys. There, on the nightstand.
She swiped them without hesitation.
By the time Dani made it back, Taylor was already gone.
She moved through the hall like a ghost. No sound, no trace. Into Jax’s room with her pulse hammering against her throat. She didn’t stop to think — just grabbed her phone, her apartment keys, and the slim envelope with her legal documents. It all went into her bag.
She didn’t cry. She didn’t panic.
She moved.
Down the s
