How could he live in such an ordinary apartment building?
And on the same floor, right across the hall from her?
Vivian stared blankly at the dark gray security door opposite her.
A storm welled up inside her.
Just last night, she had argued with her neighbor across the hall about the hallway sensor light.
At the time, she only thought the person was arrogant and sharp-tongued.
She never imagined that person would be Tristan Sterling.
She even...
Called him an uncultured, nouveau riche neighbor.
Oh my, had she been fired in advance?
The sensor light overhead suddenly went "pop" and turned off, plunging the hallway into darkness.
Only then did she snap back to her senses.
She quickly took out her keys, opened her door, and slipped inside.
...
The next day, Vivian went downstairs to the supermarket.
She had just moved in and the house was empty.
Even the water cups were makeshift, taken from a stack of disposable paper cups.
