“We Need Your Apartment For The Weekend,” She Texted—Without Asking

” Michelle said. “This just gives us something official to point to.”

My hand shook for half a second when I picked up the pen. Then it steadied. I signed.

The Zoom call that night was a tribunal.

Megan sat at her kitchen island like she was conducting a trial. Jason stood behind her like backup muscle. My parents sat tight-faced on their couch, side continue reading …