Chapter 63 Leaving The Heinrich Mansion.

If any other word could best describe the feeling of betrayal, then apparently Giselle knew no such words.

The brunette spent the next hour or so feeling utterly devastated and trying to get a handle on her thought. She quickly learned that sitting on the cold floor, staring at nothing but the ground, and occasionally wiping tears, didn’t help her in that aspect.

By the time she had calmed down, in a less teary state and clear headed, the sound of the main gate opening resounded just outside, and without pondering over her recent decision, the brunette got up and headed for her own side of the closet, grabbing one of Ezra’s black duffle bag as she headed that way.

Briefly, she filled the bag with a little amount of dress and daily items that would last her for at least three days, and then she zipped it up, grabbed her phone, then raced for the room door.

Staying here right now didn’t seem like something reasonable on her end. She wanted to fully calm down, have a clear and stable min