Roldan's POV

The final box lands heavily on the floor of my new room, and I take a shaky breath. This marks the end—an unwanted conclusion. I couldn't stay in the place I had called ours, not after what it has become. Walking into that space the prior evening was like stepping into a trap set by my own memories. Rae’s essence lingered everywhere, subtle but unmistakable, sweet and achingly familiar. For one fleeting moment, I swore I saw her—curled up in the chair by the ...