“What is it?” He asks the moment he walks into the kitchen.“Someone is here other than the two of us” I tell him, pointing at the sink filled with dirty plates and pot. He walks closer to me “are you sure? No one has access to this place but me and my mom” I stroll to the sink and put my finger into the pot “and it looks like it was just used recently. Babe don't you think we are being watched or worse, ambushed?” I say, my voice quieter but edged with so much unease.He chuckles, his head tilting slightly as he studies me, dipping both hands into his trouser pockets. “Come on, Eve, really? What are you talking about? It was probably the people who did the renovation. They were possibly hungry and decided to make good use of the kitchen before we arrive. Remember I told you it wasn't in use before” He says “There's no one here other than us, I promise.” I want to believe him. The logical part of me fights against the creeping paranoia, reminding me that it could very well be the w
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