“They Took My Office Without Asking — And Chose the Worst Possible Room”

first text came on day two: “It’s not working. Did you really cancel it?”

I watched the message appear and chose not to respond. Silence felt like an answer.

On day three, my father called about the water heater making noises. “YouTube has tutorials,” I said. “Welcome to home ownership.” I hung up before he could argue.

By day five, Ethan messaged from continue reading …