Nicole Harper
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Living alone was odd.
I’d never lived alone, if we weren’t counting the times my mother left me alone at home to entertain other men.
I had never had a place to call mine. Even back in college, I had roommates, which was why it was so weird sitting on the stool in front of my kitchen island in my kitchen.
There was also the fact that the majority of my furniture hadn’t arrived. My living room was empty.
After getting pissed at Tristan for his compensation, I realized it was a one-time opportunity, which was why I finalized the lease the same day and went shopping for furniture. Unfortunately, I couldn’t afford express delivery so I had to wait for a while.
I had savings, but I didn’t want to touch them just yet. Unlike before, I now had rent and utility bills to p
