Ava’s POVThe house felt hollow.The moment we stepped inside, the echo of our footsteps filled the empty space. Boxes lined the walls, stacked neatly, labeled in black marker. It didn’t feel like home anymore. Maybe it never truly had.I exhaled slowly, ignoring the knot tightening in my chest.Logan walked ahead, surveying the packed-up house with the air of a man checking something off a list. Meanwhile, I let my fingers trail over the familiar surfaces, absorbing what little warmth was left in this place.My eyes landed on a half-open box near the couch. Without thinking, I reached inside and pulled out a small, velvet-wrapped package.Daniel’s gift.I had tucked it away weeks ago, unable to bring myself to open it. Even now, my fingers hesitated over the wrapping, the weight of memories pressing down on me.Then, beneath it, I noticed the edge of something familiar—a leather-bound album.I froze.The photo album.My breath caught as I pulled it out, the weight of it heavier than
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