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

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Chapter 142

Sometimes, you just had to cut through the mess before it swallowed you whole.

I really hoped Hayden could be the one to finally sever my ties with Jace for good.

After hanging up on Gavin, I got back to tidying up my apartment, trying to distract myself. The pink blanket Hayden had used last night was folded neatly on the bed.

I couldn't help but laugh as I pictured him wrapped up in that pink blanket.

Life was going to throw a bunch of challenges our way, but these little random moments of happiness? They made everything worth it.

Even though Gavin's news should've made me anxious, I weirdly felt calm. I was actually ready to wait for the call from my new job, even if it was to let me go.

But I cleaned my tiny apartment, made sure every corner was spotless, and even took care of the plants on the balcony-still, my phone stayed completely silent.

Finally, I brewed some tea and curled up in the rocking chair on the balcony with a book. That's when I

heard voices from outside.

over and saw a few guys delivering furniture, with a couple of movers taking a smoke

Ms. Brown rolled up

was the furniture

and remembering that creep who stalked me after our blind date, I realized having a male neighbor across the hall might not be such a bad

up in a sketchy situation again, I could just knock on his door. He'd probably

me smile, and I went back to my book and tea until there was

opened it, there was Ms. Brown, looking all apologetic. "Keira, I'm so

being able to help with

smiled, "It's

at the open door across the hall, noticing the furniture

there was no rush, but he called me first thing this morning, saying he wanted to

minds? But he seems like a good guy, so you don't have to worry. I already told

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worry, I'll do my best to get along with

that I forgot to bring one. I just want to clean up a bit before handing over the

you," I said, heading to the bathroom to fetch the mop. But by the time I came back out, Ms. Brown had

room was pretty simple-freshly painted white walls, just

didn't mind the old furniture at all, except for the bed. He insisted on getting a new bed and bookshelf. Look at that bed! It was perfectly fine, but he just had to replace it." "I didn't agree at first, but he wouldn't take no for an answer, even

took a quick look around. When I saw Ms. Brown was about to start mopping, I made