Richard’s POV
Glad is an understatement for how I feel. But it is ruined by the heavy downpour, which starts as soon as I step out of the garage where I went to get the files I forgot behind.
I race back up, concerned about getting wet by the rain.
When I get to the elevator, I smile to myself at this golden opportunity. Everything is working to my advantage, and for the first time in years, I believe in fate.
This is an opportunity to make things right, and I am not willing to mess it up.
Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine being neighbors with my ex-wife. The apartment has been empty for too long. I never saw the need to give it out until my mother mentioned it three months ago.
I told my agent, and he promised to let me know when someone wants it.
I have been staying here
