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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habit, the spare key lay hidden beneath the doormat, a precaution for Olivia’s

spare key was available for her use in case she misplaced the

key, Dylan

his eyes immediately fell

it and another

now it sat there

sofa, Dylan surveyed the

had taken away all her things as well as

wooden rocking horse, Dylan recalled the bittersweet moment when Leyla

been a dream come true for

he had no option

his mind: perhaps Olivia would reconcile

Leyla would live with

Dylan’s face, though

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