Madeleine’s POV
My luggage stopped my sight, and I scanned my room. Since I was employed, this has been my "home." I never imagined the day would come when I would be compelled to abandon this. Although I do not always return home, this house has seen all that has happened throughout my life.
I glanced at the clock and was surprised to see it was 8 p.m. I left work early earlier today. I've been home for about four hours. I also take my time fixing my belongings. I'm just hoping that his vehicle can hold all of my baggage.
When I became aware of my sticky sweat, I took up to my phone and realized he had not yet sent a message. Surprisingly, he failed to leave me a message today. I left a message before going to the shower.
[Mr. Boss, where are you? I'm finished packing.]
I'm going to
