AMIRA Unlocking the door, I held my breath before stepping inside.The walls had a fresh coat of paint. The windows were clean and shining. There wasn't any new furniture yet, but that would take more time."I'm going upstairs," I said quietly. "Do you need to check the room first or anything?""I'll come with you," Ronan said. "If everything's clear, I'll leave you alone for as long as you need."He walked ahead of me. Before we even reached the room, I caught the smell of fresh paint.Derrick had covered the walls.I would never have to look at the words whore and killer written there again.At least not in this room."You're good," Ronan said. "I'll be downstairs."He started to walk past me, but then he stopped. His hand wrapped around mine for a moment, giving it a gentle squeeze."You okay?"No.I wasn't okay at all.Still, I nodded.Without saying anything else, he left and quietly closed the door behind him.Silence filled the room.Slowly, I walked through the small space.E
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