“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. Inwardly, Derek mused on the paradox, one he

paying her a visit later. Truth be told, her sojourn outside might prove

time ambled forward, he retrieved his car keys, rising from his seat with unwavering determination. Regardless of the day’s proceedings, he resolved to apprehend

her threshold, he vowed to scale

disembarked from the taxi, her arms

second skin, her ivory neck peeking out from beneath the embrace of a ponytail. Millie maintained an air of casual elegance, embodying beauty that was both

charted a direct course toward the community, her path blissfully unaware of the black

solitude was pierced

this man, a neighbor of equal age to Millie,

burdensome. Permit me

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