Chapter 77

I'd been living here for about five or six years, and Agnes had always been a friendly neighbor. I never expected them to move out. Agnes smiled warmly. "Yep, we're moving to another place. Someone's interested in renting this apartment, and they offered a really good price. She's a nice young lady, so we agreed." "A young lady?" I asked. Agnes grinned, clearly pleased with herself. "Haha, I know your girlfriend is very pretty, Bryce, but let me tell you, this new girl—she might just give your girlfriend a run for her money." "Oh, really." Having a pretty new neighbor might have sounded nice under different circumstances, but right now, I just couldn't bring myself to care. I went back to my apartment and collapsed onto the bed. The exhaustion—both physical and emotional—just wouldn't go away. I figured the only thing that might help was getting some sleep. I closed my eyes, but no matter how hard I tried, sleep wouldn't come. After what felt like ages, I realized my stomach wa