Lyse waited till she heard Levi leave her door before finally taking a deep breath, she was too enraged to cry. She was mad at herself for thinking that she could make it work with Levi, she was mad at herself for throwing herself at him just because he was kind to her.
When the house had settled and everyone had seemed to have retired to their rooms. Lyse crept out of her room and snuck out of the room, taking great care to not make noise. She slipped out of the house through the garden door, her heart heavy with sorrow.
She could not bear to stay in the same house as Levi, not after what she had seen. She got out and walked down the street where she got into the taxi she had ordered.
She leaned back in the seat and looked out the window, her eyes dull and unhappy, her thoughts going back to the picture of Levi with that supermodel in his arms, kissing. As distracted as she was, she did not catch the driver who kept glancing at her through the mirror.
