PART 2 – I Expected an Empty Couch, but the Stranger Had Stayed Behind and Changed Things I Had Stopped Believing Could Change
For one disorienting second, I thought I had opened somebody else’s apartment. The smell hit first—fresh bread, toasted butter, tomato, and the sharp citrus bite of cleaner. Then came the …
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