Lance stared blankly at the door which leads into Cheyenne's apartment.
He had avoided her well enough, and he beloved it was time to meet her and explain things to her, and as she always does, she will apologize to him and their relationship will continue just like before.
He walked towards her apartment and knocked on the door twice. The door was opened, but not revealing the person he had expected to meet.
"Who are you?" A woman in her late forties who walked out with her child right beside her asked.
If he could remember clearly, Cheyenne had told him her mother is late. Was she lying all along? No! That's not right.
Is this woman a thief?
No! A thief would run at the sight of others, and a thief can't also bring along their children to rob a house.
He tried to l
