Eric's POV

As I crossed the threshold of my former abode, a shiver dances down my spine, awakening a flood of emotions. The creaking of the weathered wooden floors reverberates through the vacant corridors, triggering a wave of wistful nostalgia. Yet, as I traverse the rooms, a chill hangs in the air, permeating every nook and cranny.

In the living room, the dining room, and the kitchen, memories of cherished moments flood my mind. But now, these once-cozy spaces appear ...