Your enemy is your neighbor.

You used to date..but things changed when your dad forced you to break up with him. You had to hate him, so you did.

You were drinking wine on your balcony when Mattheo’s car pulled up in his driveway and he stepped out the car, a girl following him. He picked her up and carried her upstairs, kissing her neck, then her lips.

You watched on your balcony, the girl’s back facing you while they made out. He was smirking devilishly, knowing you were watching.