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

key lay hidden beneath the doormat, a precaution for

key was available for

the spare key, Dylan

immediately fell upon the

entire week to craft it and another night to meticulously paint the

now it sat there quietly, abandoned

the sofa, Dylan surveyed the

Olivia had taken away all her things as well as

recalled the bittersweet moment when Leyla had

dream come

now he had no option but to relinquish

crossed his mind: perhaps Olivia

would live with

tears streamed down Dylan’s face, though he seemed indifferent to

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