More Than A Favor

Chapter 100

I reconsidered the situation and told myself it might not be possible.

While I was lost in thought, my phone buzzed, and Ashton’s familiar, pleasant voice came through.

“Hello?”

“Where are you?” I asked immediately. I wasn’t referring to the amusement park; I was asking about his location.

Because deep down, I felt certain I hadn’t been mistaken.

The person I saw on the balcony earlier–it had to be him.

“What’s up?” he countered, avoiding my question.

I hesitated for a moment, then walked briskly from the balcony through my apartment to the door across the hall. Holding my phone tightly, I said, “Open the door.”

There was a pause on the other end of the call, followed by the sound of the line disconnecting.

The door in front of me remained closed, but I knew I was right.

Moments later, the door creaked open, revealing Ashton standing there in gray loungewear.

So it was him.

He wasn’t just nearby–he was my new neighbor.

He hadn’t stopped visiting me; he had moved in right across the hall.

He wasn’t skipping night shifts at the amusement park; he had simply come early to ensure he could stay close and protect me.

he lived just a few steps away, he hadn’t told

rent the apartment across from mine when

stared at him, the pieces clicked

calmly, completely unbothered by being

I was the one

him with frustration. “Don’t you think you owe me

and I’ll explain,” he

lip and walked inside.

fairly certain he had moved in for my sake, I was still annoyed that he had kept me in the dark.

as I stepped into his apartment,

was unrecognizable.

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seen this apartment before, and I knew what it looked like. But now, it was completely bare.

were the old furnishings–it was as if the place had been ransacked. The living room had nothing but a couch, making it feel stark and empty.

I asked instinctively.

to me. “Have

with questions, which

stare, he finally pointed

the entire apartment and shoved it into one room? And all he needed here was

have a coffee table or something to place a phone or a drink on. Yet, he didn’t seem to mind the clutter in my parents‘

didn’t ask about that, but I did address the obvious. “Why did you rent the apartment across

replied simply, “The rent is cheap.”

true–rent in this complex

here. Why rent the one directly across from me?” I asked, thinking back to that day when he took a mysterious phone