Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 566:

Maia dug into her bag, her fingers gently tapping the screen, the light casting a soft glow on her fragile face.

Like being pulled by an invisible hand, she started scrolling through missed calls and messages, holding onto a tiny spark of hope. Maybe Chris’ birthday wishes had gotten buried under all the other alerts.

But as she flicked through every message one after another, her fingers finally paused on the last text from Chris: “I finished the dinner you made. Are you coming home tonight?” Nothing more.

That small hope she’d been holding onto quietly slipped away, deep inside her chest.

Maia shifted her eyes toward the window. The passing lights flickered in her dark gaze, her fingers curled slightly as a deep, hard-to-name ache settled in her chest.

There was a time when even her smallest moves would blow up online, and Chris never missed a beat.

Even if it was some silly meme or a half-hearted “Happy Birthday” text, she would feel happy and believe that he cared.

But now? Nothing at all.

he truly missed

just

ma’am.” The driver’s voice snapped her back

herself free from the daze, whispered a quiet thank

She tilted her head up, stealing

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into her chest. She figured that

than she expected. The soft tap of her heels

checked her watch. It was ten minutes to midnight. In

The key twisted in the

door and flipped the light switch, but the room stayed wrapped in

lights are

fingers against her temple and let out a

too late. I’ll deal with

entrance, took off her jacket,