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I still had the keys to Blake's apartment. Getting out of the vehicle, I sauntered to the front porch, stopping to listen for any noise before making any move. Of course I was aware he was supposed to be away at some reunion, which should have made this easier. But then, with Blake, you never really knew what could happen. I knew the kind of person he was and that’s a given. But that wasn't to say I wouldn't be shocked if he caught me off guard with something else.
When I went into the house, it all felt so nostalgic…to a point I hated it and felt like I was going to fetch. There were all those eight years of my life in every corner of this house. Also, not much had changed since when I left so I figured he probably wasn’t even staying home. He was obviously having the time of
