The new neighbor

Ophelia’s POV

I trekked through the condominium gates with my brows furrowed in confusion as I stared at the moving trucks that were parked inside the vast compound with some men who were professionally clad in black suits clustered around it.

The image of the various bulky men in suits brought an offensive image of Ryan's mansion to my mind which I immediately shrugged off before I walked past them, deciding to ignore them and their commotion.

I walked into the elevator with a sigh, stared down at my wristwatch, and palmed my forehead as I felt the painful throbbing of an impending migraine.

I had been working quite late recently at the restaurant to prevent my mind from straying away from a certain grey-eyed monster.

With a smile, I knocked gently on Daphne's door and tightened my clutch on the package in my other hand.

Moments later, she opened it with a grin. My smile turned wan when I didn't see Jeremy bolting past her to hug me.

"Hi, Daphne," I greeted as she widened her door