*Lexie’s POV*

As I take the first step through the familiar front door of Natasha's house, a wave of nostalgia washes over me. The scent of lavender and jasmine from the blooming flowers outside fills the air, bringing back memories of countless evenings spent here, laughing and bonding with Natasha. I glance around, noting the absence of Carol, the former security personnel who used to be assigned to me. I wonder what happened to her, making a mental note to ...