Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Three days until I left.

I moved through my checklist methodically–packing my suitcase, triple–checking my documents, activating a new phone number. Each action was mechanical, necessary, stripping my life down to its essentials.

Then, I drained my bank account, converting the bulk of my savings into euros.

The last thing left to do was find someone to take over the apartment.

The girl who showed up was warm and full of life, her presence effortlessly brightening the small space. Her boyfriend was with her, his hand resting easily at the small of her back as they moved through the rooms, exchanging quiet, excited glances.

“Are you leaving all the furniture?” she asked hesitantly, her gaze flickering toward the fridge and couch. “They

look brand new.”

They were.

The old fridge had been a relic and prone to an incessant, grating hum that filled the apartment at night. It disrupted my already fragile sleep, vibrating presence Pax had been the one to replace it

“You’re seriously too frugal, Cecilia,” he had said, shaking his head as he watched me debate over the price of a carton of eggs.

Then he had laughed, eyes warm with amusement.

“You might actually be the stingiest person I know.”

“Excuse me?” I had tackled him onto the couch in mock outrage.

The cushions had long since lost their softness, reduced to something stiff and unyielding. Falling onto it had been. like hitting concrete.

I had winced, and Pax–ever the instinctive protector–had cradled the back of my head, absorbing most of the impact himself.

long overdue for

had agreed, rubbing my sore elbow. “We’ll get

had lifted in mock surprise. “Wow, the miser is finally

isn’t spending–this is

“In what, exactly?”

“In our home.”

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had flopped onto it with exaggerated

“is what luxury feels like.”

standing in the same spot, I patted the couch

I won’t be taking it with me, so it’s yours

lit up. She nudged her boyfriend with her elbow, excitement

place,” she added quickly. “When would be a good time

“Now works.”

was signed, the keys handed over. We set the official move–in

wrapping up, she pointed

is this your

I turned.

a

Pax and I.

in a moment that felt like a lifetime

We looked… happy.

something that had once been

look amazing together,” she said sincerely. “Is he moving abroad with

A pause.

A breath

Then, my answer.

“No.”

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