Emily’s POV By the time I got back to Tara’s apartment, the adrenaline from the morning had faded, leaving behind a quiet, thoughtful calm.The apartment was still empty.I dropped my purse on the counter, kicked off my shoes, and moved through the space slowly, like I was borrowing someone else’s life, which, for now, I was. I walked into the kitchen. Then I made myself tea and sat at the small dining table, my phone glowing in my hand.Apartments.Just the word made my chest tighten.Still, I opened my browser.I searched carefully. One bedroom, studio, short lease if possible. The prices of the apartments were so high and it made me wince. But I took a deep breath, reminding myself that I still had a little bit of time. I didn’t have to make a decision at the moment. One step at a time.I switched to messages and started texting agents. [Hello, I’m looking for a studio or one-bedroom apartment. Available immediately or within the month.]Send.Another.And another.Each messa
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