“She had given me cold shoulder several times. Why is this woman so stubborn?”

Marcus gnashed his teeth, an itch of vexation crawling beneath his skin.

On every occasion he rapped upon her door, it remained obstinately shut, a mortifying display of disregard that rankled his pride.

Resorting to his phone, he dialed Millie’s number, only to be met by unyielding silence.

Perplexity etched itself into Marcus’ features as he regarded his phone. “Why this persistent silence? Your audacity swells with each passing moment.”

Upon observing Marcus’ agitation, an impulse to chuckle tugged at Derek, yet he suppressed it with a resigned inward sigh.

now, desperation courses through your veins.

might consider paying her a visit later. Truth be told,

even cracked open? Such a notion struck Marcus as a fanciful dream. As time ambled forward,

she continue to avert him at her threshold, he

of the community, Millie disembarked from the taxi, her arms laden with an assortment

her slender legs like a second skin, her ivory neck peeking

steps, she charted a direct course toward the community, her path

pierced by

have it, this man, a neighbor of equal age

seems burdensome. Permit me to

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