The Journey Of A Heart In Ruins

an Alexander Hartwell. Alex, the one whose car, Juliet ran into only sustained minor injuries from the accident because the collision which was against the side of

with Mr Fred, the manager and let him know everything that had happened. Responding with an understanding of the importance of her healing journey, Juliet's employer granted her a month leave to ensure her thorough recovery. Two weeks later, Brittany was told she could take Juliet home but Juliet was instructed that for the next one month, she was to come for regular check ups every three days. When Brittany requested for the hospital bill, she was informed that the entire bill throughout Juliet's stay in the hospital has been paid by the stranger that rescued her from the accident. A mixture of relief and curiosity filled the air as they prepared to return home. **** On getting home, as Juliet stepped out of the car and entered into the strangely silent compound, her heart raced with confusion. She could sense something was amiss; the usual chatter and laughter of her neighbors and their kids was clearly absent. She exchanged a puzzled look with Brittany who had accompanied her home. The building was a modest, two-storey building where just four tenants could stay. Each apartment had its own distinct charm, with flower boxes on the windowsills. Also, it had a simple wrought-iron gate that marked the entrance to the property. As they drew nearer to Juliet's downstairs apartment, their curiosity grew. Just then, they were startled by the appearance of the landlord, Mr Smith, from the backyard of the house. He wore a bewildered expression as he approached them. "Good evening, Mr. Smith," Juliet greeted hesitantly. "What's going on? Why is it so quiet here?" she added. "Miss Juliet, where have you been?" Mr. Smith asked with evident curiosity. "What happened to your phone? What happened to you?" "I was in an accident; I lost my phone during the accident," Juliet replied. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. How are you now?" Mr. Smith asked genuinely concerned. "I'm better," Juliet responded with a shrug. "According to the doctor, I just need some time to rest. Tell me though, is something wrong?" Mr. Smith then proceeded to share the unsettling truth. "Well, Miss Juliet, the real owner of this building returned to the city a few weeks ago. He decided to make use of the entire property and asked all tenants to evacuate." Juliet's eyes widened in shock, and her friend gasped in disbelief. "Real owner? Evacuate?" she stammered. Mr. Smith nodded sympathetically. "I understand this has been sudden, but all the other tenants have already left. You're the last one here." Juliet's mind raced as she processed the situation. She had nowhere else to go, and this unexpected turn of events had left her feeling trapped. She glanced at her friend, who was equally bewildered. "What am I going to do?" Jul