One evening another few months down the line, I was sitting with Ryan on the sofa in his apartment and we were kissing each other. My phone began to vibrate against the lining of my pocket. I answered the call to my landlady, Sharon.
"Hey Sharon," I greeted.
I got off the sofa and walked away from Ryan as I started to converse with her over the phone.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
After she had responded, I began to protest.
"But Sharon," I objected. "What am I supposed to do?"
I glanced to Ryan, who eyed me with concern.
"Okay," I uttered. "Do you know of any other free apartments in town?"
"I'm sorry Evelyn, but I don't," she said. "I'm very sorry about this, but my nephew is in desperate need of the apartment."
"Don't apologise, it's okay," I replied, trying to hide my disappointment. "I'll be out within the next two weeks."
I looked to Ryan, who stood up and approached me as I hung up the phone to Sharon.
"Evelyn, I'm so sorry," he said.
He held his arms around me. I clung to the warmth which was radiating from every fiber of Ryan's being for a moment.
"I'd better start looking for another apartment and packing my things," I stated.
I then left Ryan's apartment to return to my own, well, the one I was soon to be evicted from.
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Providence
RomanceRyan and Evelyn met one night at a college party, unaware that that one meeting would lead to the formation of an endearing bond between them. Three years later, at the completion of their degrees, they are both forced to encounter the harshness of...
