"So you couldn't afford rent here, but suddenly you are moving into a penthouse? Friend, did you rob a bank? Or perhaps won the lotto and forgot to tell me?" Nelly asked as she wrapped some of the glassware in newspapers and placed them gently into a cardboard box marked fragile.
Sammy sat on a rug on the floor as she put some of her books in another box.
"It's not my penthouse. Just a friend helping me out. He doesn't use the place."
Nelly paused and looked at her. "He? Who is this friend that I have never had about?"
Sammy was finding the answers to give to her friend becoming a bit difficult. She hated hiding anything from Nelly, but she had promised Leo that she wouldn't tell anyone.
"An old friend that I last spoke to a while back. I reached out to him on f*******:, and he was wi
