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.

‘s BunnyBookery

hidden beneath the doormat, a

was available for her use

the spare key, Dylan

entering, his eyes immediately fell upon the

had taken him an entire week to craft it and

now it sat there quietly, abandoned by its

sofa, Dylan

Olivia had taken away all her things as well as Leyla’s, he

the wooden rocking horse, Dylan recalled the bittersweet moment when Leyla had called him

had been a dream come

option but to

his mind: perhaps

so, Leyla would live with her biological

tears streamed down Dylan’s face, though he seemed

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