*** Stranded***

Natalie's car turned into the driveway. She saw them before she even stopped.

Her things. Boxes. Suitcases. Bags. All piled outside the gate.

Her blood froze. Then boiled.

She slammed on the brakes. Jumped out. Left the car door open.

"What the hell is this?" She grabbed the nearest box. Her clothes spilled out. "What the hell?"

The security guard stepped forward. Marcus. He'd worked here for years. Knew her. Knew Alex.

"Mrs. ...