I Know What You Buried
Language: en
I’d been living in my new condo for less than two months when my upstairs neighbor suddenly tagged me in the building’s WhatsApp group. [Vanessa - Unit 315]: To the homewrecking bitch in 215: You’ve complained twice about your radiator being broken just to get my husband to come down and fix it. What exactly is your endgame here? [Vanessa - Unit 315]: He’s missing now. His phone is going straight to voicemail. If so much as a hair on his head is hurt, I swear to God, I will make you and everyone you love pay. I stared at the screen, entirely baffled. I quickly typed back that my heat was…