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Finally the doors open and I get in, just as I was about to close, I hear Nando's voice, my neighbor, screaming. - Hold it, please! - he runs toward the elevator and I stop the doors from closing. He has his hands up and stops forward, panting. - Thank you. - He hadn't yet noticed the person accompanying him. - Good morning, Nando. - he finally looks at me and smiles. - Oh, it's you! - I give a nasal laugh - Good morning, Ella. I'm super late and apparently so are you. By the way, how did you spend the evening after last night's drunkenness? - I roll my eyes.

They didn't sleep around or act crazy. When the neighbors found out what happened to me, they rallied together and organized a fundraiser for me. I didn't have to work three jobs anymore. I slowly learned that real safety didn't come from guns or locked doors. It came from people looking out for each other. In the new neighborhood, Draven made a lot of good friends. He grew brighter and more cheerful every day. The smile came back to his face. As he got better, so did I. What Rina did to us became a wake-up call, a reminder to always hold onto your values and not throw yourself into relationships with just anyone.

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Bitterness engulfed her as she beheld that familiar face. Simultaneously, shock gradually appeared in Neil's eyes upon seeing Caroline suddenly standing before him. A nearby foreigner gazed at Neil and Caroline with astonishment. After a moment, he asked, "Is this your friend, Mr. Xander?" Neil snapped back to reality and smiled, introducing herself warmly to the foreigner. "She's my sister, Caroline." The foreigner was taken aback. "Your sister?! You never mentioned that." Neil replied, "I won't see you off then, Foster. And I've got to trouble you with that."

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?”

On the other hand, Xyla—who was forbidden to enter the kitchen—had nothing to do, so she logged onto Honor of Kings and started playing games. Buzz buzz buzz… Halfway through the game, her phone vibrated, and an unfamiliar number popped up on the screen.

Chapter Eight: Invitations and intentions The living room glowed with the sharp flicker of a PS5 screen, the sound of digital cleats pounding turf filling the Savage residence. Xander leaned forward on the couch, jaw tight, thumbs moving with aggressive precision on the controller. Wendy sprawled beside him, legs tucked beneath her, eyes glued to the match but her mouth moving nonstop. “I still can’t believe him,” she snapped, crashing her virtual player into Xander’s. “Just swooping in like some hero. Carrying her like she’s some damsel in distress.”

And then, as if suddenly recalling himself, he spoke, his deep voice rumbling through the air. "Hello, my name is Gage. I'm your new neighbor." Nicole's gaze snapped back to his face, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she realized she'd been staring. "Oh, yes, hello," she stuttered, trying to compose herself. Gage's eyes sparkled with amusement as he nodded at her. "Our landlord said you might have something for me?"

I didn't even need to play them to know they were probably packed with profanity and screeching. Suddenly, Unit 101's tenant, the guy who lived downstairs, suddenly joined the conversation. [Who else could it be? Your neighbor is Unit 201. It's definitely that old lady! We all use the elevator. Who takes the stairs for no reason? @Unit 201, get in here already. Don't make the rest of us take the blame.] Unit 101 belonged to a nearly forty-year-old single man who used to constantly report me to property management for making too much noise and disturbing his rest.

he said to me, and I nodded in agreement. He moved even closer to me, and I could feel the warmth of his body. I couldn't help but smile in that moment, and I looked up to see his face just as the spotlight shifted away from us. Wrong timing! "My name is Kent, and I'm your neighbor," I heard his name, but I couldn't understand his last words due to the loud music. I simply nodded so he wouldn't notice that I was getting lost in my own thoughts again.