After staying at the hotel for several days and settling most of her work matters, Lydia finally decided to return to the old house to sort through everything properly.
The place was already fully furnished, after all. It would be a waste not to use it.
Preston insisted on coming with her.
"I honestly could've handled this myself." Lydia stepped into the house and immediately felt a wave of discomfort wash over her.
The place had once been so familiar to her, yet now it almost felt like stepping into a stranger's home.
Memories of Shawn lingered everywhere. One glance at the living room, the hallway, even the smallest corners of the house was enough to pull her back to the years they once spent together.
Seeing the shift in her expression, Preston reached over and gently ruffled her
