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... old apartment for three weeks.
There wasn’t much there, honestly. Most of my stuff had been moved to the penthouse by Azryth’s efficient staff, but there were things I wanted to get myself. Personal things, photos, a few books, my collection of increasingly sad houseplants that had probably died by now.
"I don’t think this is a good idea," Azryth said Monday morning when I announced my plan.
"It’s my apartment, I need to close it out and return the keys to the landlord." ...
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