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------------------------------------------------------------- A/N THAT'S IT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THE NEIGHBOR IS OFFICIALLY FINISHED I really hope you guys enjoyed this book I sincerely thank every single one of you who even took a chance to read it, whether it was the entire thing or just a chapter, it still means a lot to me 😭😭 It took me a while to finish it clearly 😂 Anyways hope you guys have a great day :) LOVE YA'LLL 😘😘

Thank you so much for reading A Love Too Close. I truly want to apologize for disappearing without informing you all properly. I was battling a very critical illness and had to completely step away for recovery. It took time, but thank God I recovered and I’m finally back stronger and ready to continue updating consistently again 🤍 Thank you to everyone who stayed patient and continued supporting this story despite my absence. Please don’t forget to add the book to your library, leave comments, and share your thoughts. More twists, drama, and emotional moments are coming soon.

I pointed to the sign hanging on the hotdog stand and the nearby convenience store. It said, "Cash only." "Miss, wait for me. I'll be right back." I watched Charles walk away and sighed, reflecting on the joys of youth. Despite being just a year older than him, I had ended up in my current miserable situation. "Miss, isn't he handsome? He doesn't have a girlfriend. Would you like to consider him??" one of Charles' classmates said, mistakenly thinking that my prolonged gaze at Charles’ back was due to a strong interest in him.

"It's not bad. It's just a lot, for someone your size." "I'm not that small." "You're exactly that small." That got a real laugh out of him, and some of the tightness in my chest eased, just for a second. He seemed to accept the subject was closed, wriggling free to fetch his book, and the moment passed the way his moments always did, fast, and never quite forgotten. I didn't sleep that night. I sat in my study with the light off, listening to the house settle, and thought about a boy who could hear a heartbeat through a shirt and a letter with a dead man's name on it, and wondered which one would find me first

Thank you all for choosing my book to read and for reading it to the end. I really appreciate the time spent reading this book and also every single single gift and coin that were giving. It means more to me than I can express. {If you love IT'S TOO LATE NOW and you would love to read another book of mine. You can check out DIVORCE: DEAR EX IT'S YOUR LOSS} These are few chapters I decided to post, I hope you all enjoy the story.

Leonard's cheeks flushed red; he fled the scene, knowing that he had done nothing but embarrass himself. Having been with Leonard for a decade, I knew him better than I knew myself. I knew he wouldn't stop here. I knew I had to move to another city. After arriving at the hotel, I paid for another two weeks and stayed there with Gillian. I put my house on sale online and withdrew Gillian from her kindergarten before plopping on the bed in relief. Before even a minute had passed, my phone started ringing. It was Leonard, bombarding me with calls and messages. I blacklisted his number, and my phone immediately went silent.

Half a month had passed since I last saw him, so I already missed him dearly. However, as soon as I arrived at the airport, I ran into Quinton and Zachary. They both had sullen expressions, but their faces lit up immediately when they saw me. "Mom! I knew you would come! Are those tarts for me? Thank you for these!" Zachary eagerly snatched the box from my hand. Quinton said coldly, "I told you the deadline was before three o'clock. Do you know what time it is right now? You should learn a thing or two from Lynn when it comes to timeliness!"

People loved the mood I'd captured. One comment read, "You must have a story to tell. That's why your photos feel so poetic." My failed relationship with Nadine was definitely a story. But it was behind me now. I'd be fine on my own. … After a month had passed, my followers hit a million, and bookings flooded in. As for Nadine, I hadn't heard a thing from her. Then, out of nowhere, an unknown number called one day. I answered, only to hear a familiar voice.

Not like I was reviewing the book. Dang! I feel so embarrassed right now. But, I'm not mad. I promise you. but for now, Let's move to our next book.... WINNING WALKER. Thanks for all you do. But yeah, The Boynextdoor Is over. Like my counter people would say... DONE AND DUSTED.