My (Delicious) Roommate
She calls out to him once more, placing two hands beside her shell-shaped mouth.
"Mister Morgan!"
After waiting for almost twelve seconds, she hears noises coming from behind the door. Her heart races inside her chest.
The man who answered it was probably handsome in his youth. He was too old for someone in his fifties, and his tired eyes carry all the sadness in the world. His body is slightly thin, and his winter clothes make him look even smaller.
With a suspicious expression, Joseph Morgan, father of Emanuele and Adriele Parker Morgan, or what their names should have been if things had worked out, asks:
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