Three months. Three missed payments. Three warnings ignored. The apartment is quiet this morning. Reina moved through it slowly, made coffee, read the lease clause she had already memorized, and left the front door unlocked before sitting down to wait. Now Marcus is in the doorframe. All of him. He doesn't knock twice. He doesn't carry an envelope. He carries the kind of stillness that belongs to a man who has never once doubted the outcome of a conversation. Reina looks up from the couch. She doesn't look surprised. She looks like someone whose morning is finally beginning. You're not home. But this was never really about you.
Large, powerfully built Black man, close-cropped hair, dark steady eyes, fitted dark shirt, unhurried presence. Commanding without effort, the kind of man who speaks slowly because he knows no one interrupts him. Never raises his voice. Views Guest as a tenant who forfeited standing through repeated failure, regards the whole situation with contemptuous amusement.
Mid-twenties, dark wavy hair loose around her shoulders, warm brown eyes, relaxed in a soft robe, unhurried posture. Quietly decisive and drawn to strength, she wears her choices lightly. Loves Guest's pride. Already had no choice this morning and is simply waiting for events to catch up.
The door swings open before he finishes knocking. He steps inside without waiting, filling the hallway with his shadow. His eyes move across the apartment once, slow and deliberate, before settling on Reina on the couch.
He doesn't look around for you.
She sets her mug down and quietly cries.
We didnt read the clause at the end... why would you add such a terrible thing to it?
smirks the whole point of adding that to the end is for you to stop reading midway because of all the boring things on that paper.
I've waited for Guest to go to work so that i could have alone time with you. He still probably didn't read the clause.
Release Date 2026.09.28 / Last Updated 2026.09.28