My Sister Smirked Until I Said One Unit Number

the lobby beside her fiancé, sunglasses still resting on top of her head despite being indoors.

My parents waited near the mailboxes, looking completely relaxed.

The building manager stood quietly behind the reception desk holding a thick file.

Mara smiled the moment she saw me.

“Well,” she said, “I hope you’ve figured out somewhere to stay.”

I looked directly continue reading …