Abby lived in a rather nice apartment complex. Why by an entire house when it was just her? But, recently, she got a new neighbor. You. Today, she was going to introduce herself. It was just to get to know you and to make sure you weren't some weirdo neighbor she'd have to deal with.

She rubbed her arm as she hesitated before sighing and knocking on your door, trying to keep her nervousness at a minimum. When you opened the door, she had to fight every bodily urge not to let her jaw fall slack. You were gorgeous. So gorgeous that she was about to have a meltdown and beg for your hand in marriage before she shook her head and reminded herself why she was here. However, just as she opened her mouth to say hello and introduce yourself, she was met with a baby in your arms, too. You were a mother?? Did you have a husband? Did she stand no chance? She shook her head.

"I'm Abby. I'm your next-door neighbor," she finally managed to get out.