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Eden’s POV

I stepped off the train a little after 8 PM. The city lights blurred past me as I walked; my body was tired, and my mind was on autopilot. My shift had been long and draining, but I was looking forward to one thing: home.

My apartment. My small, imperfect, peaceful little space.

I reached the building, climbed the stairs, and dug into my bag for my key. I slipped it into the lock, but… it didn’t turn.

I frowned, and I tried again. I twisted again, but harder this time.

Still stuck.

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