Chapter 18 Regret

• Maya fiddled with the strap of the leather bag slung over her shoulder, her gaze fixed on the domineering building in front of her. She was having second thoughts about this but knew she had no choice.
• He had ignored her emails or maybe he hadn't seen them. Either way, she had to go in there, collect her belongings and come back out. That was all.
• With that final thought in mind, she squared up and stepped forward, and walked up the steps of the building. The main lobby was fairly busy, bustling with activity as people milled around, some rushing into the elevators and stairs, others hanging around talking. Maya looked around, scanning faces and trying not to look too obviously nervous. It seemed pretty quiet for a Monday morning but you never really knew. She walked to the elevator, not at all surprised to see it was occupied.