Maritza Hello Neighbor Novels & Stories

Maria's footsteps faltered for a moment as she looked up and met the gaze of the person sitting in the room. "Mitchell?" Maria exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine astonishment. "You're the nanny?" Mitchell's eyes widened, looking at Maria's face in astonishment. The realization dawned upon her that the woman standing before her was none other than the kind-hearted stranger she had met at the ATM. A joyous smile spread across Mitchell's face as she rose from her seat, their eyes locked in a moment of recognition and connection. It felt as if fate had their reunion, Making their paths cross once again.

A few elderly neighbors sat together under the shade of the maple tree, chatting animatedly. It felt… wholesome. Alive. Exactly what I needed. I scanned the crowd and spotted Mark near the grill, laughing at something one of the neighbors said. He looked relaxed—hands in pockets, posture easy, smile warm and unguarded. Before I could decide whether to walk toward him or mingle elsewhere first, he felt me. I didn’t call his name. I didn’t wave. But he turned—like some quiet instinct pointed him in my direction. Our eyes met across the courtyard.

My body ached as I rolled to my side, one hand instinctively finding the small curve of my stomach. “We’ll be okay,” I whispered softly. “We have to be strong. Just a little more patience, and Mama will find a way.” The next morning, knock came lightly at first, then more insistent. I forced myself up, still groggy. When I opened the door, Marga’s bright face greeted me, her hair in another messy bun, a cheerful energy radiating off her. “Good morning, neighbor!” she chirped, holding a canvas tote at her side. “Time to rise and shine. We need to go to the resto bar today.”

Like it came from behind a thick wall or under water. Knocking. Then a voice. Muffled. Panicked. "Krystal? Anak, are you home? Krystal! Please—open the door! Krystal!!" My heart—or whatever was left of it—twitched. That voice. I knew that voice. Tita Maribel. My neighbor. A sweet Filipina widow with two grandkids who lived just across the hallway. She always offered me food—pancit on birthdays, arroz caldo when I was sick, mangoes wrapped in newspaper when her cousin from Queens dropped by with a box.

I motioned to her that I would be back as I stalked to a corner of the room to pick up the call. "Hello?" I called out, barely out of earshot from the woman I'd just left behind. Silence followed from the other side of the line and I took a second look at the phone just to confirm I'd actually picked up the phone call. " Hello?" "Hey." Someone's voice finally came through. It was so soft and tiny it made me wonder how I'd actually heard her in the first place. " Santiago?" "Hey, Martha." I chipped in. " What's wrong?"

I think of what to do, fast. The fence is small, I could just jump in. But then I heard a voice behind me. I spin. A lady greets me with a curious look. “Hi, looking for someone?” I turn, impatient. “Yes. Tamara.” A look of confusion mars her forehead. I pull my phone out. “Have you by any chance seen this lady?” Her brows rose. “That’s Rissa,” she says with a soft smile. “I'm Maria, her neighbor, and oh she texted me about having a guest over and won't be available till tomorrow,”

I would just blame it on the landlord! That night, when the new roommate came home from work, I excitedly rushed to the computer and turned on the live stream. I wrote an attractive title. [Supermodel Live Stream!] Soon, my old audience finally came in floods. "Hell yeah, you're back!" "We've waited for you for half a month! It was such a long wait!" Everyone saw the beautiful lady being live-streamed, and the gifts and money started pouring in. I was in such a good mood that I even hummed a song to myself.

-------------------------------------------------------------- A/N HELLO AMIGOS Hope ya'll liked this chapter 😁 This one was INTENSE with her fainting and everything OH MA GAW But thankfully, Jai was there hehe 😏 Again please follow and support The Neighbor on all the other links in my bio :) HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY EVERYONE LOVE Y'ALL 🤗

“Hello, Mother? Is that all you have to say after what you’ve done?” Trent’s mother complained and he almost said something that he knew he’d regret…eventually. “Yes that’s all I have to say,” he said instead, lacing his voice with anger. “Who is that?” Nickie demanded with a sneer towards Mel. Panic clenched his gut. He couldn’t allow that harpy to sink her expensive acrylic claws into Mel. He started to tell them that she was just his neighbor when Mel stepped forward.

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.