"Hey."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"Thank you so much."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"Yeah, two years! I still can't believe how the time has flown."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"He makes me happy and I think that's all that matters."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"Of course he remembered! He's...taking me out to dinner."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"No, there was nothing wrong with the tone of my voice."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
[Small sigh.]
"We were supposed to go to the new hotel that's opened across the corner from here but there's been a change of plans and we're going to Pizza Hut instead."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"I don't know, I don't know. I mean, I'm not mad or anything. I don't need a fancy meal on our anniversary. Just being with him and knowing that he's doing something to celebrate it is enough. But I'm worried."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"He hasn't told me why and that's exactly why I'm worried. He never hides anything from me, remember? I trust him. It's not that. It's just..."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"Yeah, what if he's facing those financial problems again? He hasn't told me anything and the last time he kept something from me because he didn't want me to be scared, it turned into a huge problem."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"Yeah, thank you for your support. He just came home. I better go. Bye."
[Voice from the other end of the phone.]
"Thank you, you too...You too."
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Fourth Floor
Short StoryAll kinds of people live on the fourth floor of Lakeview Apartments. And they all have their own stories. Cover Credit: @tastyapples123