Ten Days to Leave My Stepbrother (Beatrice) novel Chapter 24

**TITLE: Across Quiet Meadows Rise Dreams Waiting For Their Moment**

**Chapter 24**

As the car door swung open, Maverick stepped out, a determined look on his face. He gestured for Beatrice to follow him, leading her into a dimly lit room that felt like a fortress, its walls looming around them, closing off any chance of escape. The air was thick with tension, and Beatrice’s heart raced as she entered the confined space.

Once inside, Maverick wasted no time. He swiftly removed all her belongings, stripping her of her sense of security, then turned the key in the lock with a finality that sent a chill down her spine. He leaned in, his voice low but firm, “Stay here and wait for me for a few hours. I’ll go get your passport, and then we can run away together.”

With that, he walked away, leaving her alone in the silence that enveloped the room. The sound of his footsteps faded, echoing in her mind as Beatrice stood frozen for a moment, grappling with the gravity of her situation. Clenching her fists tightly, she pinched her own arm, a desperate attempt to ground herself in reality. Slowly, she began to breathe more steadily, trying to calm the storm of emotions swirling within her.

She sank to the floor, her mind racing as she recalled every piece of information she had gathered about Maverick and his intentions. Each thought was a thread in a tangled web, and she needed to find a way out. Just as she was about to lose herself in despair, a new sound pierced the stillness—a distinct rhythm of high heels clicking against the hard floor, a sound that was unmistakably not Maverick’s.

Beatrice sprang to her feet, her heart pounding as she rushed to the door, banging on it with urgency. “Help! Please!” she cried out, her voice echoing in the confined space. The footsteps paused just outside, and her heart leapt with a flicker of hope.

“Beatrice, where is he trying to take you?” came a familiar voice, one that sent a wave of mixed emotions crashing over her.

“Maribel!” Beatrice gasped, her heart sinking at the realization of her friend’s presence. Since their last encounter at the cemetery, she had longed for Maribel’s support, yet now, it felt like a double-edged sword. If Maribel had followed her here, it meant she had been shadowing Maverick, a testament to her lingering feelings despite their broken engagement.

“Why are you here? Why can’t you just let him go?” Beatrice thought, grappling with the complexity of their situation. Could it be that Maribel’s feelings for Maverick ran deeper than she had previously acknowledged?

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