Chapter 195

Where else could I go to hold onto their memories?

"Keira," a voice called out from the stairwell.

It was Ms. Brown, Hayden's landlord.

I didn't even have to ask—I knew she'd heard about the demolition.

"Keira, they're really going to tear this place down... such a shame," she sighed.

I didn't know what to say, so I just stood there, my expression reflecting the sadness I felt.

Ms. Brown went on, "I just spent money fixing up my place. It's barely been rented out a month, and now I have to kick the tenant out. What a waste."

I stayed quiet.

"Keira, I've been trying to reach that young man renting my place, but he's not picking up. If you see him, can you tell him to call me back? And maybe give him a heads-up about the demolition so he can start looking for a new place and pack up his stuff."

"Sure," I agreed.

"Thanks, Keira," Ms. Brown said politely, but her tone quickly shifted to a more gossipy one. "You've met him, right? That guy renting my place—he seems decent, doesn't