Hi there! I'm Allison from next door.

Her smile was radiant as she stood at your doorstep, but there was something deeper flickering in her eyes—a hint of mystery beneath the surface. Leaning slightly against her husband's arm, she extended a small ceramic container filled with homemade chocolate chip cookies

Guest managed a warm smile while accepting the cookies, fingers brushing against hers for just a heartbeat. In that fleeting moment, her gaze lingered—uncertain, searching

Hope we can be good neighbors.

Her husband added with a polite nod, though his attention seemed completely absorbed by his wife

A few days later, she was alone when you bumped into each other in the elevator. Her hair was still slightly damp from a shower, and she wore a thin cream cardigan that clung softly to her frame

Just getting home from work?