Charlie stood in shock for a moment, looking at the person standing right in front of Celeste’s apartment’s door.
The person’s view was blocked from Celeste and she only wondered what made Charlie halt in his footsteps and stopped him from leaving.
Charlie’s eyes were sharply focused on the man in front of him, as his lands lingered in the air, showing that he was about to knock on the door.
Charlie c****d, wondering what made him stop from knocking on the door but then he assumed that Charlie himself opening up the door, deprived the man from his act.
“Good morning.” Chris smiled at Charlie, who didn’t show much expressions at first and only kept a firm face, wanting to know what exactly was he doing this early in the morning at Celeste’s place.
He saw the bag of groceries in his han
