Chapter 52 Neighbor

Tanya's POV Some part of me is hoping for a different reaction from my past love, maybe some form of acknowledgment that would change everything. But hope is often a feeble thing, that can be harshly shattered by the realities of life. This cruel reality crushes my expectations and longing, as Marco completely blanks me. His glares daggers into my heart as he turns away and moves into the next door house. Not wanting my daughter to see my misplaced feelings, I take Claire's hand and head into our home. I prep dinner, and we eat whilst she tells me all about her day. I always love listening to her stories of what she got up to. And despite the lingering desire to speak to the man next door, I remain enthusiastic and present in our conversations. Later however, as I'm washing the dishes, I hear a loud sound coming from Marco's house. Recalling Lisa's request, my eyes widen with realization. With Claire, we rush out the door and into the other. The bathroom light is on, and I hear Mar