Chapter 34
As they settled in, Brea glanced around the apartment, noting the thin layer of dust that had gathered on surfaces since she'd left. She rolled up her sleeves and began clearing things off the small table by the window, where stray pieces of paper, a mug, and some books lay scattered. She smiled, remembering how she'd left in such a hurry, leaving everything mid-motion as if she'd only been gone for a moment. Being back felt surreal and comforting, like returning to an old friend. Milo, quietly standing by the door, stepped closer, his gaze settling on the photographs pinned to the wall. Brea watched him from the corner of her eye, noting the curiosity on his face as he moved a little closer, his head tilting slightly as he examined each picture. She could see his expression brighten, hi
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