Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right

Just as Lena and I were having a great conversation, I heard a door open and close across the hall. Ms. Brown had mentioned a new tenant was moving in today, so I figured my new neighbor had finally arrived.

“Do you think I should introduce myself? You know, just in case something like last night happens again. It might be easier to ask for help,” I asked Lena.

“If your new neighbor’s a guy and you go knocking on his door right after he moves in, he might think you’re either way too friendly or, worse, a total creep,” Lena said, making me laugh.

“Really?” I asked.

“Really,” she confirmed.

Alright, I guess I’ll just wait for a random run–in.

You’d think I’d bump into someone living right across the hall, but nope. For the next two days, I didn’t see the new neighbor even once, and Hayden didn’t show up either.

So, the hero saved the day once and then just dipped, not caring if that blind date guy might come back for round two?

Yeah, that definitely knocked Hayden down a peg in my book.

By the time the weekend rolled around, I still hadn’t gotten a call to cancel, so it looked like I was starting the job tomorrow after all.

As I was picking out my outfit for my first day, Demi called. “Keira, why don’t you care about the amusement park anymore?”

“That’s not my problem now,” I teased.

But, honestly, how could I not care? Hayden had left me a note saying everything was going smoothly, so there wasn’t much to stress about.

That’s when I realized just how much I trusted Hayden.

Demi scoffed, “Keira, Mr. Hart’s been acting super weird lately. He doesn’t make us work late anymore.”

“Huh?” I was confused. We usually did the initial lighting tests during the day, but the final checks were always at night. How could we just skip the night shifts?

“Mr. Hart said we should just do the adjustments for now and save the final checks for later,” Demi explained, making me frown.

How was that supposed to work?

If something went wrong during the final checks, it could mess up everything we’d already adjusted. Hayden and I had agreed on this process together–testing as we adjusted–so why would he change it up like that?

Even though I’d just said it wasn’t my responsibility anymore, the second I hung up with Demi, I called Hayden.

I was the type who would get anxious easily, and even my room felt too cramped at that moment, so I

moved to the balcony while waiting for Hayden to pick up.

As soon as I stepped outside, I noticed a tall figure on the neighboring balcony. I turned to get a better look, but they quickly slipped inside, leaving me with just a glimpse of their profile.

Even so, I was stunned.

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But then I thought, nah, that couldn’t be right.

Just as I was getting lost in my thoughts, Hayden’s familiar voice came through, “Hello-”

“Where are you?” I didn’t bother asking about the amusement park; I went straight for the question that was bugging me.

Because I was pretty sure I hadn’t imagined it. My eyes weren’t playing tricks on me.

That person just now totally seemed like him.

He didn’t answer right away and instead asked, “What’s up?”

I hesitated for a few seconds, then made up my mind. I walked off the balcony, left my apartment, and headed straight to the door across the hall. I spoke into the phone, “Open the door.”