Chapter 43 Poor Heather

• In a moment of exasperation, I seized the eco-friendly bag from Ivan and swiftly closed the apartment door to prevent him from entering. Thankfully, he refrained from knocking or ringing the doorbell; otherwise, I would have felt compelled to report his intrusion to security.
• Lucinda, already alert and poised to question, received a silent signal from me in the form of a raised eyebrow. Despite her inclination towards natural curiosity and gossip, she couldn't resist the temptation to inquire further.
• "He came here last night and pleaded with me to let him in. Of course, I told him it wasn't possible because you would get angry," she pouted.