Diana POV:
My phone has been blowing non-stop from calls and text from Gaston, he couldn’t seem to take the news well.
Still I ignored it.
I stepped out to get a little air when I found a van parked in front of the apartment, the agent had informed the residents that we were getting a new neighbor.
I barely know all the people living around here, so I turn back to the house to avoid exchanging pleasantries when I caught sight of of a familiar face.
It couldn’t be, I shook my head.
It wasn’t possible that it was him.
I was so wrong.
“Let’s get the boxes out” the voice said and it sounded more familiar.
I sharply turned to be sure and there he was, wearing a black t-shirt and black joggers with a black long coat.
Melvin.
When he saw me, he waved, then he grabbed four boxes mountin
