The house key felt different in my hand when we stopped outside the old apartment. I'd carried it for months without using it, and now I fitted it into the lock while Elias stood beside me and Gideon waited a few steps back near the stairwell. The key turned. I pushed the door open. Nothing had changed enough to make the place unfamiliar. The same couch sat against the wall, the small table stayed near the window, and dust had gathered over everything. It looked almost exactly as I'd left it, except smaller than the version that had lived in my head. Elias followed me inside. Gideon stayed near the doorway, hands in his pockets, watching the hallway behind us more than the room in front of him. "You can come in," I said. "I know." He didn't move. I went straight to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe. The clothes I hadn't taken were still there, and on the shelf above them sat the folder with my school certificate and a few papers I'd forgotten about. I checked the certificate f
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