Fiona figured-it was really time for her to leave.
Once Carlos disappeared from sight, she shut the doors and windows and went back to her room to start packing.
There actually wasn't much to take.
She tossed a few changes of clothes and her toiletries into the suitcase.
Then she just sat on the edge of the bed, zoning out for a bit.
Eventually, she got up and walked out.
Everything in the house was still the same. The dining table sat in the kitchen, there was a couch and coffee table in the living room, and the fish tank against the balcony wall. No fish inside, though-they'd died from neglect a long time ago. She'd bought some new fry, and they were doing okay now.
Ryan's room was a mess. The computer hadn't been turned off in forever, screen still stuck on the po
