Their breaths danced in delicate harmony, a fragile equilibrium neither dared disturb. Finally, it was Laura who broke the silence.

“Everything in the apartment remains untouched. You might want to check it. If anything is missing, instruct Tina to get in touch with Dylan. There's no need for us to contact each other anymore."

The urge to end their conversation tugged at her.

"Wait," Edwin murmured, a soft plea against the fading echoes of their shared history.

Laura's voice dipped to a hushed tone, barely above a whisper.