Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 15

Lena sensed I wasn't telling the whole truth but didn't press further. "Alright, I'll let you know if there's any news. By the way, where are you going tonight? If you don't want to go back to the Johnston residence, you can stay at my place." Lena was on the night shift tonight, so staying at her place made the most sense.

II really didn't want to go back to the Johnston residence, especially since Jace and I were sharing a room now.

But crashing at Lena's place forever wasn't a great idea either. Even though she didn't have a boyfriend, everyone needs their own space.

"Alright," I agreed. Until I found somewhere else, her place was better than

hotel.

Even though I had a spot at Lena's for the night, I didn't head straight there. Instead, I drove to Emberholm.

Emberholm was an old town, but it was still home to a lot of people, mostly renters, because the rent was cheap.

I came here because my parents' apartment was here. Before my parents passed away, the three of us lived here. Back then, it wasn't an old town yet; it was booming and in a prime spot. But in ten years, the place had really gone downhill.

Most of the apartments and houses in our neighborhood were rented out now, but ours stayed the same. My parents' clothes and shoes were still right where they left them.

I'd come here. But lately, I hadn't visited

fading

I grabbed the keys from the glove

walked in, the musty smell hit me. Dust covered everything. The electricity had been shut off since

for the electricity bill, so

I walked through each room, ending up in my bedroom, looking at the pink bedspread. Suddenly, I made a decision:

It usually took me that long to commute from the Johnston residence

+15 BONUS

I started cleaning right away. I worked until ten at night

phone stayed silent, except for one message

That meant the intern

parents' apartment. Surprisingly, I didn't feel scared

I went to the amusement park. While reviewing the report yesterday, I had noticed a discrepancy between the actual construction and the original design and wanted to check it out in person. Sure enough, the inspection revealed a deviation from the design. I called the project manager over, and we discussed modification plans on-site. By the time we finished, it

the mall to pick up some supplies for the apartment. While

her dramatic panic yesterday. It was obvious now that

I believed him. But now, I realized his