Then I went upstairs. When I reached the second floor, I paused for just a second, my hand resting on the banister, before I turned and entered the master bedroom.
I set my bag down on the dresser and sat on the edge of the bed, my eyes scanning the room.
Everything was the same. Nothing had changed. The same heavy curtains, the same furniture, the same faint scent of his cologne hanging in the air like a ghost. But my skincare products, the ones I'd left behind the last time I'd stayed here to be with Liora, were back in their original places on the vanity. Perfectly arranged. Like someone had taken the time to put everything exactly where it belonged.
Even the clothes I'd changed out of had been returned to the wardrobe, hanging neatly beside Dante's.
It looked like I'd never left.
