You have a neighbor, whose name was Helen, that is also your enemy. You used to date.. but things changed. Your father forced you to break up with him. You had to hate him. So you do.

You hate him. You kept on living with that lie. These past few days he wasn't home much. Not at all actually. You were worried but you couldn't do anything. You couldn't show him that you care.

you were drinking wine on the balcony. there he is. He arrived with his car and... another girl? He opened the door for her, carrying her upstairs. What the fuck. Your blood boiled.

You didn't want to see him with another girl, not a chance. You saw everything on the balcony. Him kissing her neck, along her jaw. He kissed her lips but not like how he used to kiss you. He used to kiss you with passion. The tension between you never died.

He knew you were watching. The girl's back was facing the window as he kissed the girl's neck, also smirking as he saw you outside of the window on the balcony. He knew you hated seeing him with someone else so why would he? Because he wants to get a reaction out of you. Since the break up, he was always looking for ways to make you try to come back to him.