41. so... that happened.

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The door buzzer sounded and someone knocked on the door lightly

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The door buzzer sounded and someone knocked on the door lightly. Tap tap tap. 9pm on a weekday; who on earth could it be?

As I walked over to the entry, I wished that the unit had a video camera or even just a peephole on the door. It was odd, really, that such a nice condo building didn't come with something like that.

I unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door, only to be greeted with... the devil in a blue dress. Otherwise known as Alexis.

You've got to be kidding me.

She was wearing a tiny turquoise dress, complimented by sky high white stilettos. Her hair had been dyed darker— a color not dissimilar from my own. Of course, she still looked gorgeous. It wasn't fair that someone so inwardly awful was so outwardly stunning.

I furrowed my brow at the sight of her standing there. No-- I needed a better bitch face for handling her than that. Squaring my shoulders, I glared at her and channeled everything Isabelle had ever taught me about confrontation.

"What do you want?"

"I heard about Ethan's injury," she said in a saccharine tone, holding out what appeared to be some kind of get-well basket as evidence. "I wanted to give him this."

"That's not necessary," I said curtly, moving to shut the door in her face. I wasn't fast enough and she stepped forward, inserting herself between the door and the doorframe. She shoved the door back open forcefully, forcing me to stumble back.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"I just need to see him. To make sure he's okay."

Ethan's footsteps clomped down the stairs. "Ryan? What's going on?"

"Ethan, I've been worried about you," she said with a pouty frown as she saw him approach from behind me. "I was at that game, you know. I saw you take that hit, and no one would tell me anything after. I've been calling you."

Mystery of the private caller solved. Although several things remained unclear: why she was calling me as well, why she wasn't speaking when either of us picked up, and how she'd obtained both of our numbers. Luca?

And why was she even at that game? The stands held thousands of people and, obviously, I hadn't noticed her there. Who knew how many other games she'd attended this year without either of us knowing.

"Shouldn't you take the hint? If he wanted you to know how he was doing, you'd know," I snapped, trying to determine how to proceed. I wanted her out of the condo but I wasn't prepared to physically extract her myself and risk some kind of physical confrontation. Her fake nails looked long... and sharp.

"Alexis, you need to lea-" Ethan started to say in a firm tone of voice.

A look of triumph slowly emerged across her face. Before he could finish his sentence, Alexis interjected, "Speaking of things people don't know. She still doesn't know, does she?"

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