Without uttering a word, Dylan retrieved a pack of cigarettes from the glove box with quiet deliberation.

However, his hands trembled too violently to light up a cigarette.

With a change of heart, he abandoned the attempt and got out of the car.

Gina contemplated following suit, but before she could act, Dylan turned around and spoke in a stern voice.

“Stay in the car!”

He didn’t want Gina to enter the place.

The apartment held memories of Olivia, and he wasn’t willing to let anyone else intrude upon them.

Five minutes later, Dylan emerged from the elevator.

The doorway appeared just as he remembered.

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key lay hidden beneath the doormat, a precaution

ensured a spare key was available for her use in case

the spare key, Dylan unlocked the

fell upon the

craft it

now it sat there quietly, abandoned by

sofa, Dylan surveyed the unchanged

her things as well as Leyla’s, he could

recalled the bittersweet moment when Leyla had called

dream come true

he had no option but to

mind: perhaps Olivia

so, Leyla would live

down Dylan’s face, though he seemed

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