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CHERYL'S POV“Come on,” Jordan said, standing up and brushing his hands on his jeans. “You’re new to the city, right?”I blinked at him, the tears still drying sticky on my cheeks. “Yeah. Kind of. I just… moved.”“Then let me show you around,” he said with an easy grin. “Just a walk. No pressure. No weirdness. No more crying on benches.”That made me laugh again, against my will.“Unless you want to,” he added, mock serious. “I support emotional expression.”I stared at him for a long second, trying to make sense of this strange calmness he carried like a second skin. Most people fill silence with noise, with questions, with expectations. But Jordan? He just let silence be. Like it didn’t scare him.And honestly? That felt safer than anything else right now.So I stood up. Wiped the last remnants of salt from beneath my eyes. And said, “Okay.”We started walking.At first, it was quiet. The kind of quiet where you can still hear your own thoughts — but they weren’t as sharp anymore. T
The Roomie Complex 166 - JORDAN
CHERYL'S POVI didn’t pack much.Just a bag and the pieces of myself I could gather without falling apart.Aiden didn’t stop me.He didn’t beg. Didn’t plead.He just stood there with that stormy look in his eyes — guilt and resignation and maybe hope, all braided into silence.Hope that maybe I’d come back.I didn’t say I wouldn’t.I just said I needed space.Space to breathe. Space to scream.Space to figure out who the hell I was now that everything I thought I knew had been shattered.The hotel wasn’t far. Just a fifteen-minute drive across the bridge. But it felt like a different country. One where my heart hadn’t been cracked open by a man who had a whole secret life hiding behind his smile.I paid for two nights upfront.The girl at the front desk smiled like I was on vacation.I smiled back like I wasn’t falling apart inside.Room 708 smelled like vanilla and fresh linen. Neat, neutral, clean — nothing like the chaos clawing at my ribs.I sat on the bed.Then stood.Then paced.
The Roomie Complex 165 - I NEED SOME SPACE
AIDEN'S POVThere are moments you plan for.Proposals. Promotions. Breakups, even.Then there are moments that ambush you, peel your skin back and make you bleed truth.This was one of them.Cheryl didn’t raise her voice. She didn’t throw a tantrum or curse me out like she had every right to. She just sat there, back straight, lips pressed tight, — and I was the monster staring back at myself.Felix.God.I hadn’t said his name aloud in years.I tried to imagine what he looked like. I shouldn't have to imagine and I fucked up I know. Too familiar. My son.My stomach twisted. Not from guilt. That was too soft a word. What I felt was shame. The kind that eats you alive slowly, like rust on iron.I stood at the doorway longer than I should’ve, watching Cheryl’s face — searching for an opening, a crack, a hint that maybe she’d understand. But she didn’t blink. Didn’t flinch. She just waited.“What do you want to know?” I asked, finally.Her voice was calm, too calm. “Everything.”So I ste
The Roomie Complex 164 - YOU HAVE A SON
CHERYL'S POVThe sun was still up when I left the bar, but everything felt darker.I walked faster than I meant to, like if I didn’t get home quickly enough, the weight of what I just heard might catch up and pull me down into the pavement. I didn’t cry. Couldn’t. I think I was too stunned for that — like my body hadn’t gotten the message yet that my heart had just shattered into a thousand quiet pieces.Aiden had a son.A whole son.A four-year-old.And not just that — a wife. A past he conveniently called a “situation” in passing, one that had apparently involved vows, and a marriage, and sex that created a child who now existed in this world — breathing, laughing, probably asking questions no one was answering.And yet, when I asked about Bianca, Aiden shut down like I’d pried into something I had no business knowing.You can’t completely trust him.Bianca’s voice echoed in my head like a record stuck on repeat. He’s going to leave you. He always does.No matter how much I tried to
The Roomie Complex 163 - LITTLE FELIX
(Bianca’s POV)Cheryl watched me like she didn’t trust me, and I didn’t blame her. I wouldn’t trust me either. Especially not if I were sitting across from a woman who once had my husband’s voice on speed dial — who knew how he looked when he lost control, when he lit up a room, when he stopped pretending to be the man everyone wanted him to be.But I wasn’t here to pick a fight. Not really.I was here to tell the truth. Or at least my version of it.I leaned back against the booth, tracing the rim of my glass with a lazy finger.“You want the story,” I said, voice calm. “Fine. I’ll give you one.”Cheryl didn’t speak. Just waited.“His name wasn’t always Aiden. Not to me. Not to most of us. He used to go by Lorenzo. Lorenzo. He used to work for a mafia Alejandro”Her expression didn't shift, it was as if she already knew but the tension lingered in the air between us, heavy and old and sharp around the edges.“We met four years ago,” I continued. “At a party I wasn’t supposed to be a
The Roomie Complex 162 - SEEKING BIANCA
(Cheryl’s POV)Morning came in slow, heavy waves. I blinked against the pale light leaking through the curtains and shifted slightly under the sheets. The space beside me was cold. Still untouched. Aiden hadn’t come to bed.I stared at the ceiling for a while, trying not to think. Not about Bianca. Not about the way Aiden's voice had tightened last night. Not about how the silence between us had suddenly become louder than any argument ever could be.But of course, my mind betrayed me.You don’t know him like I do.Bianca’s voice echoed again, low and smug, curling around my thoughts like smoke. The way she said it, the way she’d looked at me — not with pity, but certainty — it had planted a seed I couldn’t shake.I closed my eyes again, hoping for sleep to drag me back under, but it didn’t come. Only more thoughts. More doubts. More of that damn bathroom scene, playing on loop.With a frustrated sigh, I sat up and pushed the covers aside. The air was cooler than expected, like the a
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