CHAPTER 71The apartment was still.The low hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen and the distant rumble of city traffic outside were the only sounds filling the quiet space. Without Aria’s chaotic energy—no clothes scattered over the back of the sofa, no random pop music playing from her phone, no discarded mugs left on the counter—the apartment felt empty.But it didn't feel cold.Raphael shut the front door behind them, the click of the lock echoing in the entryway. He hung his keys on the wall hook, shifting slightly as Liam stepped past him to drop his gear bag near the closet.As Liam moved by, his shoulder brushed against Raphael’s chest. Neither of them flinched away. Instead, Liam lingered for a split second, his body heat radiating through his hoodie before he turned toward the hallway leading to the bedrooms."God, it feels like I haven't been in the room in a month," Liam murmured, stretching his arms overhead as he walked in.Raphael followed him down the hall, leaning a
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