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Author: Garnet
last update publish date: 2026-04-03 07:36:50

Serena

It took me three days to build something that was mine, and I found myself an apartment with Victor's assistance. He said that was the least he could do out of gratitude for saving his life.

The apartment smelled faintly familiar.

I stood in the middle of it with my bag on the floor and the keys still in my hand and took it all in. There was a kitchen, a bedroom, and a bathroom good enough for me.

It was the most beautiful room I had ever stood in.

I set the keys on the counter and
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