An Unexpected Visit“Good morning, Miss Reed,” the officer said, tipping his hat. His partner scanned the hallway silently. “We received a call from your mother. She was worried because she couldn’t reach you.” I blinked, trying to process the situation. My mother had called the police instead of sending a text? My pulse raced, but I forced myself to breathe. “I’m fine,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “I changed my locks, that’s all. Is there something else I can help with?” The officer softened. “She was concerned because you usually respond right away.” Setting Boundaries I nodded,...
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