Lina's POV
"You said we were going out to eat," I said, watching Chloe expertly press the elevator button with practiced ease. Something felt off.
"We are," she replied cheerfully.
"Then why are we—"
"Oh, forgot to mention! We're eating at your neighbor's place. Right across from your apartment."
My eyebrows furrowed. Neighbor? Across from me?
A sinking feeling settled in my stomach, though I couldn't pinpoint why. There was definitely someone living in the apartment across from mine, but with my early mornings and late nights, I'd never actually run into them. Though sometimes I could swear I caught the faintest scent of pine and musk.
Chloe had only visited my place a few times since I'd moved in. There was no way she could have befriended my mysterious neighbor in
