I’m outside my apartment door, fumbling with my keys because my eyes are so bleary I can’t find the right one. Stupid tears. Just focus for two seconds, Lily, and find the right-

The keys fall straight through my hands and clatter onto the tiled floor outside my door. I stare down at them, unable to find the strength to pick them up. I can feel the tears rolling down my cheeks before I even realize I’m crying, and once they start, there’s really no stopping them. ...