If These Walls Could Talk

The moment she meets her new neighbor, she knows exactly two things: he is insufferable, and the walls between their apartments are paper-thin.

Nora has finally claimed the life she deserves—a fresh start, a beautiful apartment, and absolutely no room for complications. Then Cole moves in next door and ruins everything. He's too loud, too charming, and entirely too aware of how much he gets under her skin. She can hear his laugh through the walls. She can hear his music, his footsteps, his early-morning conversations that sound suspiciously like he's talking to a plant.

She hates him. Obviously.

Except somewhere between trading passive-aggressive notes under the door and accidentally sharing a bottle of wine during a blackout, the lines between enemy and something far more dangerous begin to blur. Cole sees through every wall she's built—the ones made of drywall and the ones she's spent years constructing around her heart—and he isn't politely looking away.

The problem with letting someone close enough to despise them is that despising them gets harder every single day.

Alexandria Bellefleur delivers a story about two people who know each other's worst habits before they ever learn each other's secrets, and what happens when the person you least expected becomes the one you can't imagine losing.

Some walls are worth tearing down. Some people are worth the rubble.