My Boss Next Door

Chapter 1

Eva

I stood in shock, the phone pressed tightly against my ear as my landlord's voice echoed in my mind. "You have one month to move out," he said, his tone almost casual, as if he were discussing the weather rather than my home and living situation. I could hardly process the news; I had just settled in, feeling the warmth of a new beginning, only to have it ripped away from me. The thought of packing up my things and starting the search for another apartment was overwhelming. My heart raced at the prospect of leaving behind the cozy space I had just begun to call my own, not to mention the anxiety of finding a place that felt as right as this one. In just thirty days, I'd have to let go of everything familiar and step into the unknown again

Finding a new apartment in New York while starting my new job as a personal assistant in an advertisement company felt like an insurmountable challenge. The city was a whirlwind of towering buildings and bustling streets, and navigating the competitive rental market was daunting, especially with a month-long deadline looming over me. I barely had time to breathe, let alone scour listings, attend viewings, and negotiate leases. The thought of juggling work responsibilities with apartment hunting felt impossible, leaving me overwhelmed and anxious.How was I supposed to secure a place that fit my budget and needs in such a short time? With each passing day, the weight of the decision loomed heavier, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being set up for failure in a city that never sleeps.

Eva Rees—that's me, a name that now feels etched into the bustling landscape of New York City, a place I've dreamed of calling home for as long as I can remember. Landing a job at this prestigious advertisement company is the culmination of years of hard work and perseverance, a step closer to the life I've envisioned for myself. I've imagined this moment countless times: walking through the sleek glass doors, the thrill of creativity buzzing in the air, and the promise of new opportunities. It's a bittersweet paradox—achieving one dream while feeling the weight of another pressing down on me. Still, deep inside, I know that I've fought too hard to let anything hold me back from embracing the adventure ahead.

As I was laying on the couch thinking about the harsh reality of finding a place to live in this vibrant but chaotic city, my phone started buzzing "Hey, Melanie! What's up? I answered the phone "Eva, you won't believe what just happened. I can't even—he cheated on me! Can you believe that?'' I heard Melanie's saying her voice shaking with emotion. "He did what I'm going to kill him" I murmured "Are you okay? What did you do?"

"I kicked him out! I couldn't take it anymore. How could he betray me like that? I thought he loved me!"

"You're so strong for doing that. You deserve so much better than someone who would hurt you like this. Do you want me to come over?"

"I just don't know what to do. My heart is shattered, and I feel so stupid for trusting him."

"You're not stupid, Mel. You loved him, and that's what matters. It's okay to be hurt, but you'll get through this. I'm here for you, no matter what."

"Thanks, Eva. I really need my best friend right now. I just feel so alone."

"You're not alone. We'll get through this together. Why don't I bring over some ice cream, and we can binge-watch our favorite shows?"

"That sounds perfect. I could definitely use some distraction right now."

"Alright, hang tight! I'll be there in a bit. We've got this."

Melanie Kemp has been my rock since our college days, navigating the ups and downs of life together. We've shared countless late-night study sessions, laughter, and dreams for the future, but I've never quite warmed up to her ex-boyfriend, Konnro. From the moment they started dating two years ago, I sensed something off about him—his charm felt more like a facade, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't good enough for her.Now, as she picks up the pieces of her heart after his betrayal, I can't help but feel a mix of relief and sadness. While I wish she hadn't had to go through this pain, I also hope it opens her eyes to the possibilities of a brighter future, one that doesn't include someone who never truly appreciated her. Living in New York together has been a dream, and I want to help her reclaim the joy we once shared in this vibrant city