I had just rented a room across from a couple, and I couldn't help but spy on their lives, even discovering evidence of the man's infidelity!
But unexpectedly, all of this led to a crisis in my own life.
I too was an object of voyeurism.
"Just put it there, please."
I directed the movers on where to place our things.
This was the new home for Kevin Buckland and me. We had rented a large flat in the city center at a bargain price.
The only requirement from our landlord was not to put curtains on the living room's floor-to-ceiling windows.
Though puzzled, the deal was too enticing, and since we lived in the bedroom, the absence of curtains in the living room didn't seem too important.
On reflection, it was quite romantic! We could see the sunrise and sunset from our living room every day.
Kevin unpacked, while I observed our surroundings through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The neighborhood consisted of encircling high-end apartment buildings with excellent amenities and property management. It was our luck to rent such a place at this price.
Suddenly, I noticed the residents opposite us.
They also had a similar floor-to-ceiling window, but they had curtains.
The neighbors seemed to be a couple as well, with the man painting and the woman cooking in the kitchen, looking very affectionate.
"What are you looking at?"
Kevin, noticing my engrossment, wrapped his arms around my waist and followed my gaze.
"They are just like us."
I turned around, realizing that he had already finished organizing everything at home.
"Wow! You're amazing. You have finished so quickly!"
"Yes, I'm nearly dead tired. Look, she's even cooking for her husband."
Kevin teased as he watched the girl cooking across the way.
"Alright, you've worked hard, hubby! I'll go cook now to reward my wonderful husband!"
And so, we officially settled in here, and that was when the nightmare began.