Cole's pov.

I opened the apartment door and smelled the subtle aroma of freshly painted walls.

I cried from the troubles Edina had experienced over the past few weeks.

The apartment was simple but well-maintained. She paused on the porch while I held the door open for her.

Her expression was a mixture of uncertainty and tiredness as she looked up at me.

I smiled, moving aside to give her access.

"It's yours, for the next three months at least. I've paid the rent. "

Edina's wide eyes ...