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... in front of the door to his apartment. His hands entered his pockets and lingered for a few seconds, only reemerging when he had his key in his hands. He placed the key into the keyhole and stepped into his hime.
In the quiet of his own home, Alex’s chest tightened as he stepped inside. The front door shut with a dull thud behind him, and the silence that followed was thick, almost alive. He stood in the hallway for a long moment, staring blankly ahead. The air felt still, too still, and ...
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