Lucas led the way up the narrow staircase to his second-floor apartment. It was small, laid out in an open floor plan that immediately revealed the entire main living space. The living room, dining area, and kitchen all flowed together, with a short hallway branching off to what Abby assumed were the bedrooms and bathroom.
An overstuffed sofa dominated the living room, positioned to face a large television. A small wooden dining table sat nearby, surrounded by four mismatched chairs that looked like they’d been collected over time rather than bought as a set. The kitchen stretched along the back wall, long and narrow, with a small bar and three stools separating it from the living area.
Abby took it all in, surprised by how… cozy it felt. It was a word she would never have used to descri
