JERRY'S POV
ASSISTANT ROMANCE PART 1
After an hour ride to the blue moon pack, I finally arrived. I paused for a while, holding my little bag filled with clothes and other things I might need while staying in Helen's apartment.
Was this the right address? I wondered as I checked my phone to be sure. Was it the right address or did Helen give me a fake address on purpose? She disliked me or perhaps she was only pretending to.
I walked up to the gate, a gate made of black bars. I could see the house from where I stood. Painted in white and a touch if black, it had a small garden by the side and the compound wasn't so spacious, more reason I parked my car outside.
I held onto my bag, dialling Helen's number in my phone. But before it rang for the second time, a message from Helen popped
