Novel & Cerita Hello Neighbor's Secret

So who could it be? Before he could think more, his phone buzzed with an unknown num While still deep in thoughts,the buzzing of his phone brings him out of his thoughts. He answered hesitantly. Seeing a strange number made him very scared. When he wanted to drop the phone and ignore the call, he felt a pay on his shoulder indicating that he wasn't alone. He picked the call and set it on loud speaker. The voice he got was totally strange to him and it seemed the person had used the voice changer setting while calling him.

And I never liked that to happen. "We're good. Neil and I are good friends. The news about us having a secret relationship are not true." I ate the lump in my throat, my system drastically waiting for this show to end so that I would be safe from all dangerous questions. "We're kind of childhood friends, and that relationship of ours remain still."

He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?" Luke was undeniably striking. At school, he was an iceberg, cold and untouchable. But in private, he was warm and almost clingy. In the past, I'd have melted into his arms, blushing. Now I just stepped back, creating distance. "Didn't you want to keep us hidden?" I muttered. His eyes flickered as he caught the edge of my tone. Still, he pressed on with the question that always lingered. "You know we can't go public."

My phone beeped. I picked it up lazily… then froze. The message stared back at me in bold letters: “You’re good with using a hammer in the dark… Waiting for the river to wash away your secret? The secret is coming to hunt you down.” My breath vanished. My chest tightened. My hands trembled so violently I nearly dropped the phone. Someone knew. Someone knew. I didn’t realize I was shaking until Dian yelled, “Nina! Nina, are you okay?!” Their voices blurred.

Chapter 4: Jealous Games Alex POV Max’s text sat on my phone like a live grenade for the entire weekend. Every time the screen lit up with a notification, my stomach lurched, expecting another message from him. “I know your secret. Tell them or I will.” The words burned behind my eyes even when the phone was face-down on my nightstand. I didn’t tell Kai right away—I couldn’t bear to see that flash of violence in his eyes again—but by Sunday night, the weight of it was crushing me.

He was observant enough to notice something funny about me. “Birthday yesterday? You mean Nex? Single mom with different-colored eyes?” I became puzzled by the question asked. “You know Nex?” “We’re neighbors. Right next door to each other,” he answered. “If she has a friend like you with her, I guess it will help make things easy on her.” “What do you mean by that?”

Something I hadn’t felt in a long time, and I dare say, I had never felt before. And yes, I know I should have gone home the exact moment Kayla got up from that table, but... I was alone with him again. I would have been very smart to just get out of that car and grab a taxi, but Apollo seemed like friction. And I was a magnet. "I still can’t believe you’ve never watched Friends." Apollo brought up the subject I thought I’d forgotten. I huffed. "I can’t believe you’ve never heard Adele." I shot back, clutching my coat tightly as my hand started to shake when Apollo stared at me.

Across the room, the shift nurse was knitting, her needles clicking softly. The nurse stood, shrugging on her coat. “Can you sit with her for half an hour? I need to grab something to eat.” Leila nodded and took the seat by Christina’s bed. The nurse left, and the quiet pressed in. Then Christina’s voice broke it. “Leila. What’s going on?” Leila jumped. “You’re awake!” Christina’s sharp eyes pinned her down. “You’re hiding something. Spill.” Leila hesitated, then gave her a milder version of the truth. “There was a small incident last night. A noise behind the wall. Turned out to be a bird trapped behind a secret door in your living room.”

The Secrets of the Old Harbor The Old Harbor wasn’t an area I frequented. It became part of the town forgotten via way of means of time— deserted warehouses and rusted transport containers, with the faint scent of saltwater lingering withinside the air. By day, it becomes desolate. By night time , it felt like an area wherein secrets and techniques got here to die. The message from the unknown range had left me no desire however to come. Unknown: “The fact you’ve found out is most effective at the beginning. If you need answers, meet me at the Old Harbor the next day at midnight.”

He had a knack for making even the most mundane conversations feel significant. Yet, no matter how much time we spent together, there was a part of him I couldn’t quite reach. Evan was charming, open in many ways, yet strangely guarded in others. He didn’t talk much about his past or the deeper intricacies of his life, and I couldn’t decide if he was being careful or just private. One evening, as I lounged in my room, my phone buzzed. It was a call from Rachel, my best friend from college. We hadn’t spoken in a few weeks, and I knew she’d be curious about my new life at my aunt’s house.