There were many things in the apartment, but I only packed two suitcases.
I left behind all the clothes and jewelry Oliver had bought me, including the plush toys he'd casually brought home.
The Cartier diamond ring on the dresser—I placed it beneath the hardcover journal.
The keys sat on the shoe cabinet in the entryway.
At 10 a.m., I went to Logan's office.
He looked at the resignation letter and transfer request I handed him and asked, "You sure? The new observatory site in the Northwest has been approved. Conditions there are even harsher than at Brindlewood. Your leg..."
I interrupted him, my voice calm, "I can walk. Just a little slower, that's all. I've also withdrawn all technical support authorization for Stargazing Camp."
Logan sighed and signed the report. "I've reviewed
