Eleanora pov
I was infuriated, seeing him following me, my fist already curled. I turned in annoyance to pour him some piece of my mind, but he shoved me and walked away. I was not sure where he went to after then, but all that matters now is that this man wasn't following me anymore.
Within some time of searching, I finally found a house to rent. I went to the landlady who was in charge; she was seated at the veranda, actually smoking.
"Are you Eleanora, the one who wants to rent in my lodge?" she asked.
"Yes, I am," I replied, holding my belongings as I dropped them on the ground.
"Well, the money is one thousand dollars for rental here," she spoke firmly while smoking.
I was dumbfounded. The money was much, and the house wasn't even that expensive. Paying a thousand dollars for t
