BLAZE’S POV
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I waited for her to leave her apartment before I used my spare key and let myself in.
I inhale deeply, my muscles relax at the mere smell of her scent.
I can’t get enough, and I walk over to the couch, picking up the sweater that’s draped over the armrest.
I bring the light grey material to my face, inhaling deeply and I close my eyes, picturing her with her soft eyes and sweet innocent smile.
I gently put her sweater down as if it was glass and stride down the hall to her bedroom.
Clothes lay all over the bed, different shoes are scattered around the room and I just smile.
Aerilyn acts so tidy, so obsessed with needing every single thing to be perfectly planned yet she can leave her room looking like a hurricane hit it.
I start cleaning her room, putting the shoes i
