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

spare key was available for her use in case she

key, Dylan unlocked

eyes immediately fell upon the wooden

entire week to craft it and another night to meticulously paint

sat there quietly, abandoned

the sofa,

things as well as Leyla’s, he could

horse, Dylan recalled the bittersweet moment when Leyla had

been a dream come true for

now he had no option but to relinquish

mind: perhaps Olivia

live

streamed down Dylan’s face, though he seemed

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