"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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eyes lighting up as he approached her. "Thalassa,

Alaric's smirking gaze, Thalassa tensed up. "It's Tuesday, shouldn't

places! He couldn't possibly be here to see

the day off." Alaric's lips curled into

he positioned

moving forward, she turned around and scrutinized him with a wary look. "Mr. Falconer, why aren't you at home sleeping on your day off instead of hanging around someone else's

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the bush and admitting he was here to see

you just go up

which apartment is hers," Alaric replied, maintaining his

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

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