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... r didn't smell like coffee anymore and the lobby security actually looked awake.
The door clicked open—and the first thing I noticed was the smell.
Garlic, onions, something sautéing, and the faint hiss of heat against a pan.
Val was cooking.
Not unusual—she cooked often enough—but the smell hit me first, warm and familiar, and it made the apartment feel instantly alive.
"Val?" I called, dropping my bag by the wall.
"Kitchen!" she shouted back.
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