Debra remained silent the entire way.

Once they arrived at the Potter Mansion, Drake drove the car into the underground garage.

He asked, "What do you say? Can you finish packing in half an hour?"

"I've already packed everything," she whispered. "Thank you."

Drake acted like he hadn't heard her. "Come back within half an hour. My time is valuable."

Debra nodded, realizing he was giving her time and space.

She opened the car door and entered the house. It was as grand and solemn as before but felt so empty now.

Andrew had been gone for a month. No more people were running up and down the stairs delivering documents. No doctors or specialists were hanging around.

There was nothing left.

Everything in that dream was still vivid in her memories. When she had run from the backyard to the living room, she had been greeted by warm smiles.

upstairs. When she reached the door to Andrew's study, her

window. Basked in the sunlight, he had been

to reveal an empty room. A pang of disappointment hit

familiarity with the mansion, her inexplicable closeness to Andrew, and the bond she seemed to

in her dreams. It was like the life

Andrew's desk. The surface was spotless, with nothing on it. She realized that maybe she could

the top drawer on the right lay

hadn't taken it with him, unwilling to dwell on the

...

garage, Kale asked, "Boss, aren't we

against the car and lit a cigarette. "Everything

why are

her face

at the Potter Mansion,

fers content belongs to

departure couldn't be just

end. It was better to face things than to

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