"Fine, that jerk made his bed, now he can lie in it! Thalassa, are you free right now? Why don't you come over to my place? We could really use a good chat." Hertha was quick to shift gears, cursing Lysander under her breath and no longer trying to push Thalassa towards him.

Knowing that Thalassa was now on her own, Hertha was aware that solitude could lead to overthinking. So she invited Thalassa over, knowing that a lively atmosphere could help shake off the blues.

"Sure, I'll be there soon." After hanging up the phone, Thalassa got moving.

Driving her car, Thalassa arrived at the Gulfstream Community.

As she approached Hertha's building, she spotted a tall, devilishly handsome man lingering outside. Dressed in black slacks and a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his lean arms added to his allure.

It was Alaric!

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Thalassa first, his eyes lighting up as he approached her. "Thalassa, you're here to see Hertha,

Thalassa tensed up. "It's

was loitering outside Hertha's building of all places! He couldn't possibly

off." Alaric's lips curled into a mischievous

revealing his intentions, he positioned

Thalassa saw right through him. Instead of moving forward, she turned around and scrutinized him with a wary look. "Mr. Falconer, why aren't you

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off. They say when a good friend is hurt,

bush and

go up then?"

not sure exactly which apartment is hers," Alaric

demeanor. He had followed Hertha before, knew she lived in the Gulfstream Community, and even knew the building number, but not her specific floor

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