Don’t get me started.

Chapter 62

I didn’t have anything to say to him.

Next door? Forgiveness?

I shook my head, trying not to let any of it get to me.

Sitting by my bed, ready for bed, I couldn’t help but notice the lights of the building behind it flicker on.

“Is that the one?”

Unable to contain my curiosity, I went to my window and pushed the latch open.

For the first time, I noticed just how close my house was to the next one. The proximity between my window and whatever window faced mine was of talking distance.

If this was his building, there were two ways to get back at him. Either raise my fence or move out completely.

He had to be joking.

“Is this what he was doing this last week? Buying the apartment next to me?”

I shook my head, the ridiculousness of this madness unable to fully register in my mind.

I went back to bed.

I had only slept for a minute when I heard my alarm blaring.

Quick footsteps echoed in my half-awake mind, the door creaked open and the footsteps drew closer.

The bedsi