Marinettes Point of View
I had finally figured out where I was going to go. I would take a flight to Italy. I had just enough money in my allowance to go there and a few hundred dollars to spare. I'd need to find a steady source of money once I got there. I guess I could sell my designs. It was a risky thing to do, move to a new place all alone without your parents knowing, but it was a risk I'd have to take. 1 week and 2 days to go.

Adrien's Point of View
Marinette has been acting very strangely lately. She barely talked to anyone, and is super tired and jumpy all of the time. Even as Chat Noir she wouldn't open up, literally. She never opened the window or the trapdoor when I knocked. I'd have to force my way in there tonight, I dislike letting my princess suffer.

Ladybugs Point of View
Sorry about all of the changes in POV
3 days left. 3 days until I leave Paris for what should be forever. I didn't know what Paris would do without Ladybug. She was their hero. I thought about this while sitting near the top of the Eiffel Tower.
"Hello, M'lady." I heard a voice say behind me.
"Hello Chat." I said, not turning around.
"Are you alright?" He asked, concern lacing his voice.
"No"
"What's wrong?" He said, sounding slightly panicked.
"I'm going to be leaving Paris soon, and I don't think that I'll be returning." I said, he deserved to know the truth.
"What, no, you can't leave!" He exclaimed, his voice rising.
"I have to." I said as I unclipped the yo-yo from my waist and swung away.
"Ladybug!" Chat shouted behind me. 'It's for the best.' Was the though bouncing through my head.

Chat Noirs Point of View
I can't believe it, my lady was leaving Paris. I'd never see her again. I wonder why she was leaving. Could it be her family's moving, her parents job moved, or some other bizarre reason. I remembered my goal for tonight and cursed under my breath for wasting so much time. I propelled myself through Paris to my princesses balcony. I forced the window open and leapt through. Marinette was nowhere to be found. I then noticed her bathroom light on. I sat down on her chaise and waited for her to come out. Then, after a good 15 minutes, I heard the door click open as Marinette came out with a towel wrapped around her body.
"Ahh!" She screamed, probably because a person was in her room while she was showering without her noticing and then was looking at her when she only had a towel on. "What are you doing here! Get out!" She yelled at me. I turned around.
"You can get dressed now, I won't look." I heard some shuffling behind me, good, she was getting dressed. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around to see Marinette looking very angry.
"What are you doing in my room?" She said, pausing after every word.
"I came to check on you."
"Well leave." She said sternly. Was this the same girl that had claimed she loved me?
"What did I do?" I asked.
"What?"
"What did I do, you are now so cold to me when a week or two ago, you claimed to have feelings for me?!" I said, anger was evident between the two of us.
She looked me dead in the eye. "Everything." She said, answering my question.
I wasn't satisfied. "What do you mean 'everything' I haven't done anything wrong! I've done everything in my power to take care of you, and you act like you hate me!" I yelled.
She suddenly fell to her knees on the floor and she looked like she was about to cry. "Leave." She said.
"Fine." I said, then picked her up and grabbed her waist. "But you're coming with me." She started to fight my grasp, but I went out of her trapdoor and launched us into the night, then set her down on then top of the Eiffel Tower. "Now, you're going to tell me what's going on with you."
"I-I can't." She said, breaking down and sobbing. I pulled her close to me, letting her sob into my shoulder.
"You have to." I said.
"Take me home." She said, ignoring my question.
"Princess..."
"Take me home now!" I swear that her voice echoed all over Paris.
"Not if you're acting like this. I'll be back in 10 minutes, then I'll take you home if you apologize." I leapt off, leaving my Princess atop the Eiffel Tower.
I did a loop around a certain neighborhood, when I saw Marinette walking home. I landed silently behind her. "How did you get down?" She looked behind herself and saw me. Then she did something I never would've expected her to do. She ran. She ran away from me, like I was a villain. I saw her enter her bakery and didn't try to follow her. She was scared of me.

Marinettes Point of View
I couldn't do this anymore. Thank god I'm leaving tomorrow. I started packing. I was about to leave the bakery for good, when I thought of something that I should probably do. I took out a pencil and a piece of paper and wrote:
Mom and Dad,
I'm leaving. Do not try to look for me. I'm going to be perfectly fine. If you care about me at all, then you would let me do this. You are not the problem, it's me. I won't be coming back, so I wouldn't suggest waiting for me. I repeat, DO NOT come looking for me, tell Alya that I'm fine and she shouldn't come looking for me. I really love you and do not wish to trouble you with my absence. Please remember, DO NOT come looking for me.
Goodbye,
Marinette