I called my best friend, Hannah.
She answered immediately.
“Hey, what’s—”
“I caught Daniel,” I said. “With Kara. In our bed.”
There was a brief silence.
Then she said calmly, “Text me your location. Don’t move.”
Twenty minutes later, she was beside me.
“Tell me everything,” she said.
I did.
By the end, she looked ready to burn my house down.
“You’re not going back there tonight,” she said firmly.
“I don’t have anywhere else,” I whispered.
“You have my guest room,” she replied. “Let’s go.”
Of course, Daniel showed up.
Hannah and I were sitting on her couch when someone pounded on the door.
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