The neighbor's complaints only got louder. "Look, if someone's home and they're not opening the door, it means they don't want to see you! Haven't you heard of calling or texting? You can't just keep pounding on the door. There are neighbors on both sides, you know!" Hearing the argument outside escalate, Lydia had no choice but to give in. She didn't care how long Eugene waited out there, but she did care about the neighbors. They didn't deserve to be disturbed.

She walked briskly to the door, apologizing profusely to the neighbor. "I'm so sorry, I was sleeping deeply and didn't hear the knocking. I didn't mean to disturb you. I'm really sorry."

"Fine, just take it inside. Whatever argument you two are having, don't make it the whole building's business," the neighbor muttered, their expression still sour but tempered by Lydia's sincere apology. After the neighbor left, Lydia went to close the door, but Eugene quickly wedged his foot in, blocking it.

"Just let me in, Lydia. We can talk back at home. If we keep standing here, people are going to start complaining that we're disturbing the peace."

the peace, so don't blame others

moment, Lydia abruptly let go, turning around and walking inside. At that moment, she felt utterly exhausted. "Lydia, you're letting me in then," Eugene said, eagerly following her

to Lydia, launching into the usual arguments. He had been repeating that since they had already been intimate,

I spent a lot of time thinking things over. I've made up my mind about us," Lydia

possessiveness and insistence in his gaze, but not love or respect. His relentless pressure these

is a perfect time to get our marriage certificate and then

fit, Eugene. In fact, I don't even think we should be

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