Chapter 393

Valeria’s POV

My hands were still trembling when I pushed open the door and stepped into our small one-room apartment.

Warm air wrapped around me instantly, thick with the comforting smell of fried onions, detergent, and Martha’s overly sweet air freshener that never quite masked the dampness in the walls.

The room looked exactly as we had left it that morning: our narrow bed pushed against the w