Maya's POV
Rich supported me down the stairs until we reached the ground, where the party was still happening. I am trying my best to hold back my tears since I don't wish the guests to know something happened to me. I tried to look for my sister and Ariana, but I couldn't find them.
"Do you want to dance, Maya?" Rich asked me, and I shook my head.
"I'm sorry, Rich, but I am not in the mood to dance again. I prefer to go home," I said while I continued to walk, leading to the driveway of the Monleon's mansion.
"Maya, it is already late at night; Ariana told me you are going to spend the night here." He stated.
"That was the initial plan, but do you think I can stay here, Rich? After what happened to me and Adonis?" I asked him, and I could see his face softened.
"Yeah, I understand. Do you think I will allow you to walk in going to your house? No bus is available at this hour, Maya. I will drive you home." He said, and he got the car key from his pocket.
