Continued from the previous part. ~ She was daydreaming again… Dreaming, unrealistically. So unreal. A memory, a long forgotten memory. Kain was smiling as he opened the door to their new apartment with a flourish, pride evident in his movements as he held her hand and pulled her into the empty room. “I know this isn’t the apartment by the ocean we wanted” he started, wrapping his arms around her, his deep melodic voice by her ear, sending shivers down her spine “but its ours, our little home” Elliott looked around, at the obviously old but sturdy walls painted a soothing pale yellow, almost like an egg yolk, at the empty wooden floors in need of a firm polishing, at the wide windows that offered a nice overhead view of the town and the dark ocean bordering it,
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