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.

the door to Andrew's study, her

had been standing by the window. Basked in the

door open to reveal an

and the bond she seemed to have with the Potter

sense in her dreams. It was like the life she should have

to Andrew's desk. The surface was spotless, with nothing on it. She realized that maybe she could never get to the

in the top drawer on the right lay a photo

hadn't taken it with him, unwilling

...

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

leaned against the car and lit a cigarette. "Everything has been packed

why are we

face reality and

didn't know exactly what had happened underground at the Potter Mansion, but

fers content belongs to

couldn't be just

meant to end. It was better to

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