When I got home, Sean was waiting at the door. He looked like he'd been there for a while, which made me uneasy. It felt like he was keeping track of my movements.
"I've been hearing your dog barking nonstop," Sean said with a hint of concern. "I thought maybe someone had broken in."
"Thanks for letting me know," I replied curtly, nodding before stepping around him to unlock the door.
But Sean didn't leave. He stood there, watching me.
I gave him a puzzled look, my expression far from friendly. What exactly did this new neighbor want?
Sensing my mood, Sean quickly explained, "I just thought, if you need any help, I'm here."
Honestly, having a grown man standing at my doorstep refusing to leave wasn't exactly comforting. If he really wanted to help, the best thing he could do was walk
