I rushed out of that apartment into the elevator without looking back since it never was a home to me. I was just a mere guest for a time, now that it was over, my welcome had been taken away from me.
I walked out to the busy street, carrying with me, just my one bag that I brought with me when I first moved in with him. I was leaving with the same thing, not caring that the staff was staring at me, probably wondering where I was going in the middle of the night.
"Ms. Scarlet, do you need help with your bag." One of the bell boys who always greeted me when I passed him by offered his assistance.
"No, there is no need," I answered him, not wanting to be rude since he was just trying to help. But I was more than capable of carrying my small bag. "Maybe you could help me find a taxi." I finally conceded in asking for some assistance.
