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I turned the lock with a soft click and I pushed the door opened, entering the dim lit apartment I had left behind.

My mind replayed my conversation with Isabelle as I kicked my shoes off and I dropped my bag.

I walked to the light switch, flickering it on and I cussed in fright.

Omg..you scared me!”,I said, in shock.

Last thing I expected was Andrew in my home, waiting for me.

“Where were you?” he asked, his tone low, almost casual, but it still didn't sit well with me.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my breathing.

I obviously couldn’t tell him that I met...