Teaser Alert: I just moved in, hoping to start over. A knock at the door makes me pause. I open it. "Hi, I'm Rea. I live in 12B," she says, smiling. "Neil," I reply. "Come in." She glances at the scattered boxes. "Do you need some help with those?" "Yeah... that would be great," I say, relieved. We shift boxes together, the silence easy, almost comforting. When we finish, I offer, "Can I make you some coffee?" "Sure," she says. I head to the kitchen. "How many spoons of sugar?" I ask. "Two," she calls back. "And milk?" I ask. "Just a little," she says. I smile, returning to the living room with the cups... she's gone. No trace. No sound. Like she was never here. A cold knot tightens in my stomach. I wasn't alone... was I? Is this or New beginnings... or something more sinister? Love, In apartment 12B. on wattpadd! New chapters every Wednesday and Saturday! 💛
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