Amelia’s new place was quiet.
Not empty.
Not cold.
Just… still.
The moment she stepped inside, the space welcomed her with a kind of calm she hadn’t realized she needed.
It was a condo suite.
Modern.
Elegant.
Everything in its place.
Soft lighting.
Clean lines.
Large windows that let the city stretch endlessly beyond them.
She took a slow step forward, her heels clicking lightly against the floor.
Her gaze moved across the room.
Taking everything in.
This was hers.
Not something she was given out of comfort.
Not something she borrowed from familiarity.
Something she chose.
Something she stepped into.
A small breath left her lips.
This felt different.
Not like home.
But like a beginning.
She placed her bag down gently, moving further inside, her fingers brushing ligh
