Zoe kept wiping away the endless tears streaming down her cheeks. Droplets fell onto the clothes she was folding and packing into her suitcase. Before Ciel could find her in her room, she had to leave.
All her clothes and personal belongings fit into a single suitcase. She slowly opened the door, peeking both ways down the corridor before finally stepping out.
She chose to exit through the back of the mansion... away from the kitchen, where she guessed the guests were gathered.
“Miss Zoe!”
She froze and turned around. It was Wenna, coming from the pool area.
“Sshh!” Zoe pressed a finger to her lips.
“Where are you going?” Wenna whispered, glancing around.
“I have to go. There’s an emergency at home,” Zoe lied, though it was clear Wenna didn’t buy it.
“Is that really the reason?”
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