Living next to Claire was a nightmare—until everything changed. One day, the neighbor everyone avoided suddenly became the one everyone adored. I was sure she had an ulterior motive. But as I dug deeper, I discovered a truth that forced me to rethink everything I thought I knew about her.
What could possibly go wrong at 5 a.m.? Everything—if your neighbor is Claire. Waking up early wasn’t in my plans, but Claire had other ideas.
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I jolted awake to a deafening noise, so loud it shook the walls and sent my heart racing. Groaning, I stumbled out of bed and rubbed my eyes.
Peering out the window, I couldn’t believe what I saw—construction workers with jackhammers and drills tearing down the fence between my house and Claire’s. Dust and debris flew everywhere.
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And there she was, Claire, standing on her porch like the queen of chaos, holding a steaming mug of coffee and watching the scene like it was her morning entertainment.
I threw open my window and leaned out, the cold morning air hitting my face. “What is going on? Do you even know what time it is?” I shouted.
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Claire looked up from her porch, her face calm as if none of this was unusual. “It’s too loud! I can’t hear you!” she yelled.
My patience snapped. I grabbed my robe, threw it on, and stormed outside.
The crunch of gravel under my slippers only fueled my anger as I marched to her porch. “Are you completely out of your mind?” I shouted, glaring at her.
