She will always live with luxury now that she has me, I’ll make sure of it. She would never have to work a day again if that’s what she wanted but I know it isn’t. She enjoys working with her best friends and having her own money. I could see how much its killed her having to use my card the past few weeks we’ve been here.
It feels like an eternity before we make it to Spain but we make it just in time for our scheduled departure. With it being a late night flight, we can all sleep on the plane for an hour or two, unlike on the boat, the further out to sea we got the choppier the water had become.
Once we’re up in the air I recline my chair so Maya can crawl onto my lap, she curls up and falls to sleep instantly. Her rhythmic breathing lulling me into my own sleep, I just wish we could stay like this forever.
The queue through security was long as hell. It made me wish we had children with us to speed up the process but we’re finally on the other side now, collecting all our luggage from the carousel. We walk through to the other side, about to leave to head for our cars.
“I’m going to nip the loo before we go, I won’t be able to hold it all the way back,” Lucy announces, with everyone nodding their heads sleepily in agreement.
It’s going to be a long arse drive back with how tired I’m feeling. We take turns so someone is always watching the cases but when I head back out Maya is nowhere to be seen.
“Where is Maya? I ask.
“She’s still in the bathroom, I’ll run in and check on her,” Gracie offers as she strolls back in.
A minute passes, and they’ve still not exited.I hope she’s feeling okay, she’s been so queasy from the night before it wouldn’t surprise me if she was still vomiting.
Gracie runs back out towards us, her tanned face now a deathly shade of white. “She’s not in there! I’ve checked in every stall and called for her but there’s no answer.”
“What! Who did she go in with?” I bark out, panic taking over me.
No, no, no, no.
“Me but I assumed she had already come back out!” Fallon shrieks, looking like she might be sick again.
“I’ve been stood here the whole time, I would have seen if she had left. I’ll go in and check,” Freddie announces, marching over to the ladies room.
Fuck it, I need to know that she’s okay and follow along behind him. Feeling Max at my back as he comes along too. Woman shout and demand us to leave as we start to check every stall but there is no sign of her at all. That’s when I notice, just around the corner of the last stall, there’s another door.
A fucking exit door.
