“Here it is… my humble abode.” Bree opened the door to her small, one bedroom apartment, and stepped aside so that Trent could bring in their baggage. She was slightly embarrassed at how tiny the place was, but Trent smiled and nodded as he walked in.
“It’s really cute, Bree. I like how you’ve decorated it. You always did have a good eye for things like that.”
“You think?” She let out a deep breath. “Thanks.”
“Sure. The way you described it on the plane, I was expecting it to be much smaller.”
“Well, I’m assuming your house is a lot larger than my little apartment.”
He shrugged and set his bag down, letting go of the handles of their bigger suitcases. “My house is pretty good sized, but it’s also a rental. Monica didn’t want to buy anything until after we got married. Now, I’m really glad I didn’t.”
“I’m glad you didn’t actually live together, too. That could’ve made things a lot harder.”
“True. I hope she’s prepared to start paying her own rent.” He rolled his eyes, and Bree shook her head. She really had been mooching off of him for all of these years. “I called my neighbor and had him change the locks on all of the doors, and I had the housekeeper bag up all of the stuff Monica had left behind and take it to her apartment so that she has no reason to come by.”
“Good thinking.” Bree hadn’t even thought about all of that. Trent was on top of it.
“Well, I can see her being… vindictive.”
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