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

a spare key was available for

key, Dylan unlocked the

fell upon the

it and another night to meticulously paint the

there quietly, abandoned by its

a seat on the sofa, Dylan

her things as well as Leyla’s, he could

the wooden rocking horse, Dylan recalled the bittersweet moment

had been a dream come true for

no option but to relinquish that

crossed his mind: perhaps Olivia would reconcile

Leyla would live with her biological

down Dylan’s

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