All Chapters of When His Girlfriend Tried to Evict Me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Vivian's meltdown was the talk of the neighborhood group chat for three straight days. Someone had uploaded a secretly recorded video. In the footage, Vivian's hair was a mess as she trashed my apartment, while the two thugs stood at the door, looking utterly guilty. In the end, when Laurel pulled out her police badge, the comment section was filled with "Way to go!" and "Well done!"Darrell watched that video. He watched it at my place. After finishing it, he sat on the couch in silence for a long time. "Elle.""Yeah?""What did she break?" "The vase, the plates, and the tissue box.""How much were they?""She paid for them."He nodded, slipping back into silence. When I was tidying up the coffee table, I glanced at him. He had lost a considerable amount of weight. In less than a week since he sank to his knees and apologized to us, he had become noticeably thinner. His cheekbones had become more prominent, and there were dark circles under his eyes. Rosalie told me

Early the next morning, Darrell rang the doorbell. He had breakfast in one hand and a bag from a frame shop in the other. After stepping inside, he set the breakfast on the table, crouched in front of the television cabinet, and took Dylan's photo out of the bag. The new frame was made of dark wood grain. It was sturdier than the original one, with metal accents on the corners. He wiped both sides of the frame carefully with a paper towel and placed it squarely on the cabinet. Then, he took a couple of steps back to look at it, walked forward to adjust the angle slightly, and stepped back again. "Does this look right to you, Elle?"I walked over with a glass of orange juice to take a look. Dylan was dressed in his military uniform in the photo, standing straight and facing the living room, as if he was watching over our house. "It looks great."Darrell beamed. For the first time in a long while, his smile had a trace of his old self in it. …Three months later, Laurel texted