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Stepping into the apartment again now I could see was not a good experience. My anxiety rose and I had to take slow, deep breaths. Darion had an arm around me. There were flashes of memories and I had to get a grip on reality and tell myself it was in the past and Starrick was dead and gone.
As I looked around and the familiar floral scents of the room hit me, I managed to calm down again. I sighed and let the tension leave me.
“How are you doing?” Darion asked me.
I smiled up at him, admiring his gorgeous blue eyes. I’d missed them so much. “I’m good. Better than I thought I’d be. I’ll be okay.”
He smiled and swept me up into his arms as the door closed behind us.
Dr Aimery had told us we could move to another apartment if we wanted to, so I wouldn’t have to deal with the memorie
