Angela's new apartment was indeed closer to Oliver's apartment building at only ten minutes on foot. It was a two-bedroom luxury apartment in Parklane Shores, Mayne City. The master bedroom had an overlooking city view, while the other bedroom that she converted into her office overlooked the ocean. She didn't know how her brother found this place, but it was almost the same as her old apartment when it came to the rooms' views.
"How did you find this place?" she asked while she was slowly setting up some of her stuff in the living room of her new space.
Oliver was casually lying down on the modern sofa, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows with the top button undone, and his hair was slightly disheveled from the constant raking of his fingers. He helped move stuff around earlier, and he was taking a break. According to him earlier, this wasn't what he planned on a Sunday, but it had to be done, or he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight worrying about his little sister.
