Zara's POV
After careful consideration, I decided to leave the Denver mansion under cover of the night. With guards patrolling and security cameras monitoring every corner, I realized that sneaking away was unnecessary. Confronting the situation directly would send a clear message that I was standing firm after our recent confrontation.
The journey from the Denver mansion to Cory's new place felt long, but I navigated it with resolve, even as the weight of my heartbreak settled heavily in my chest. Each step away from the mansion deepened the ache inside me. After taking the bus, I hailed a cab that took me right to the location I had saved on my phone.
As I stood in front of the dimly lit building beneath the expansive night sky, I noticed how deserted the area felt. It was clear that Cory had moved to a neighborhood that had seen better days, prompting me to wonder what had drawn him to such a place.