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

were fading from my life

half an hour to drive there. I grabbed the keys from

everything. The electricity had been

I had the account number for the electricity bill,

bedroom, looking at the pink bedspread. Suddenly, I made a decision: I

drive, but that wasn't too far. It usually took me that long to commute from the Johnston residence

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cleaning right away. I worked

except for one message from Lena: [Tanya and her baby

meant the intern wouldn't

in my parents' apartment. Surprisingly, I didn't feel scared at all; I actually slept

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

some supplies for the

panic yesterday. It was obvious now that her

denied having any special feelings for her, and I believed him. But now, I realized his