Because of the pandemic, our apartment building suddenly went into lockdown. I glanced at the small fortune I'd spent stockpiling food. I wasn't worried. What I didn't expect was that my soon-to-be ex-husband, Ethan, who'd come back to pack his things, and his soon-to-be fiancée, would also get locked down… in my apartment. Oh god, what kind of fresh hell was this? 1 "Urgent notice: Due to the ongoing health crisis, the building is temporarily locked down. All residents must cooperate..." Locked down. Again. I was used to it by now. Looking down at the two huge grocery bags in my hands – easily four figures worth of panic-buying – I wasn't panicking. When I got to my apartment door, I was fumbling in my purse for my keys when I realized the door was already slightly ajar. Ethan's voice drifted out, "I told you, I can pack up my stuff myself." I pushed the door open and came face-to-face with Ethan and a stunning woman standing beside him. The beautiful woman looked a little flustered. She glanced at Ethan, then lowered her gaze, a charming hint of softness in her eyes. Okay, I got it. This must be Ethan’s long-lost ex-girlfriend, the one he was crazy about, who just got back from overseas. "Hi, I'm Lily – Ethan's soon-to-be ex-wife," I chirped, maybe a little too brightly. "Oh... hi, Lily. I'm Sarah..." Ethan's ex was clearly taken aback by my enthusiasm. After a surprised pause, she offered a gentle smile back. We even made a move like we were going to shake hands, friendly as could be. Except my hands were full. Ethan frowned at me, then walked over and took the heavy bags. "What'd you buy all this for? Celebrating our divorce?" His tone was clipped, annoyed. Remembering why I’d bought it all, I blurted out, "The building's on lockdown!" "Lockdown?" Ethan's frown deepened. He glanced over at the suitcase standing near the door, a serious look clouding his dark eyes. Sarah looked worried now too. She turned to Ethan, her voice soft, "Ethan, what do we do? We still have..." "We'll have to stay put for now. Wait until the lockdown lifts," he cut her off. It finally hit me. With the sudden lockdown, Ethan and his old flame were going to be stuck here… with me. Great. Making the beautiful Sarah stay in what was technically still Ethan's and my "marital home." I almost felt bad for her. 02 Ethan and I didn't get married for love. It was purely a marriage of convenience. Back then, my family was relentlessly pressuring me to get married, and he happened to need a wife for appearances. We "met" on some upscale matchmaking site and got married practically overnight. About a month ago, I found out his ex, Sarah, was back in the picture. So, I did the decent thing and offered him an out – asked for a divorce. We were just waiting for him to get back from a business trip to file the papers. Never thought we’d get hit with a lockdown before we could make it official. Since this apartment was Ethan’s before we got married, and he was being pretty decent about it – agreeing to sign it over to me in the divorce settlement – I did the polite thing. I cleared out the master bedroom, which I'd kept spotless, and generously offered it to him and his future wife. I moved my stuff into the smaller spare room next door. And just like that, the three of us began our extended quarantine life together. After a few days, I could see why Ethan was hung up on Sarah for so long. Sarah was efficient with housework and an amazing cook – a total domestic goddess. "Sarah, you're incredible! Ethan would be the luckiest guy in the world if he married you!" I laid it on thick, smiling sincerely. Hey, when someone's cooking gourmet meals for you, you gotta lay down some compliments, right? Sarah blushed, clearly flattered. Her eyes, full of affection, drifted towards Ethan. But he just kept eating slowly, methodically, barely acknowledging her. What was Ethan's deal?! Not exactly Mr. Warmth. Or… was I, the soon-to-be ex-wife, making things awkward? Thinking maybe I should stop being the third wheel, I decided to head downstairs for the mandatory COVID testing. As I got up, Sarah headed towards the kitchen, probably feeling hurt by Ethan's coolness. I nudged Ethan’s arm discreetly. "Sarah's amazing," I whispered. "You gotta treat her better, you know? Don't be so cold, like you always were with me!" Ethan paused mid-bite, shooting me an icy glance. "Doesn't all that food you inhale ever shut you up?" "..." Ouch. Sharp tongue. I was used to it, though. I rolled my eyes at him. As Sarah came back from the kitchen, I said, "Sarah, your future husband here has been looking gloomy these past few days. Am I cramping your style? Interrupting your quality time?" Sarah blushed crimson. Ethan’s face darkened. See? Called it! "Lily." Ethan’s voice was suddenly low and sharp, calling my name… 03 I jumped, startled. He hadn't used that tone with me since we got married. What was his problem? I quickly grabbed my mask and face shield by the door. "Just going down for my COVID test!" And with that, I bolted. Seriously, if they wanted alone time, they didn't have to treat me like the enemy! As I pulled out my phone to find my ID, a notification popped up – a message from Ethan. I tapped it, but it vanished. "Message retracted." Ugh, I hated when people did that! Given our super awkward situation, and with his old flame right there, I couldn't exactly text back asking what he'd said. So, I took my curiosity down to the testing line. The person administering the tests – clad head-to-toe in PPE, but I recognized her voice as my neighbor, Deb – expertly swabbed my throat, twisting it just long enough to make me gag. Seeing no one else waiting, she leaned in conspiratorially. "Someone's been eating well during lockdown, huh? Looking a little… healthier." I chuckled nervously, about to mention the unexpected "domestic goddess" in our apartment, aka Ethan's girlfriend. But Deb beat me to it. "Speaking of, where's your husband and his… cousin? Haven't seen them down here." Cousin? It clicked. Deb must have thought Sarah was Ethan's cousin. When Ethan and I first got married – partly because my parents were breathing down my neck, partly because I saw flashes of kindness beneath his reserved exterior – we somehow managed to make our convenient arrangement look real to outsiders. So, I figured Ethan must have told people Sarah was his cousin to avoid gossip, to protect her reputation. Smart. I just laughed vaguely and mumbled something noncommittal to Deb before heading back upstairs. Since we were still under lockdown, the building staff told everyone to head straight back to their apartments after testing. Walking back, I couldn't help but hope I’d walk in on some classic rom-com scene – maybe a steamy make-out session against the wall, or some intense flirting. Anything to justify how hard I was trying not to get in their way…
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