Life has been unbearably hard lately, and unfortunately, so has my landlord—or rather, his lawyer, Barrister Bernard.The funny thing is, I've never actually met my landlord, Mr. Kenneth Cooper. People say he's been out of the country for over ten years. I only moved into this apartment three years ago, so to me, he's nothing more than a name on my tenancy agreement.But his lawyer, Barrister Bernard has made it his life's mission to ensure I never forget my rent especially after I rejected his advances. Once the due date for my rent is approaching, he will start calling, sending messages and voice notes that sound more like court summons than reminders.Some mornings, his messages are the first thing I see when I wake up. At this point, I don't even need to open them anymore. I can practically recite every word before reading."Good morning, Miss. This is a reminder that your rent has expired..."As if I could ever forget.Normally, I'll pay and life would move on.But this year was
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