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Chapter 6 - LEAVING MY OWN HOUSEPolice advised us to separate safely.

Not confront.

An officer could meet us nearby.

Maya did not want uniformed officers entering yet.

Fine.

I packed one overnight bag.

Her medication.

Old phone.

Documents.

Laptop.

Dog tags remained around my neck.

Before leaving, I texted Victoria:

Jet lag. Maya’s not feeling well. Going to sleep. Please let yourselves out.

She replied:

WELCOME HOME, SWEETHEART. WE’LL TALK TOMORROW.

Julian:

Don’t let her poison the night.

I stared at the message.

Maya saw.

Her face closed.

I deleted nothing.

Screenshot.

Preserve.

We waited until the patio went quiet.

At 12:41 a.m., the downstairs alarm showed rear door closed.

Then front door.

I watched from the upstairs window as Victoria and Julian drove away.

Only then did we leave.

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Maya walked through our hallway like a guest escaping someone else’s house.

That image still hurts.

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