Chapter 75 The Lingering Loss

• Sirena stood in front of the apartment door, her hands trembling as she entered the password on the touchscreen. She swallowed hard, trying to calm herself, but each breath felt heavy. Every step toward the door felt increasingly burdensome, as if the weight she carried grew with every passing second.
• Slowly, she opened the door to the apartment—the place where she had met James, the place where they shared laughter, intimacy, and unspeakable happiness. This apartment had witnessed their relationship, which felt so intimate and full of love, even though once they stepped outside, everything was different. But now, it all felt like a fading memory.
• As the door opened, a familiar scent greeted her: the smell of coffee that once filled the morning air in this apartment, the aroma of James' cooking that always filled the kitchen. But now, everything felt empty. There was no laughter, no sound of James' footsteps, no playful banter that had always warmed the atmosphere. The room felt so quiet, lonely, and cold. Sirena swallowed again, her vision blurring, and she had to fight to keep the tears from falling.