MY MOTHER-IN-LAW BLOCKED THE DOORWAY OF MY NEW APARTMENT AND SCREAMED THAT HER SON HAD BOUGHT IT FOR HER, ORDERING ME TO LEAVE. SHE CALLED ME TRASH—SO I TOOK THE TRASH OUT.

Lorraine’s screaming echoed down the hallway long after security escorted her to the elevator.

« You’ll regret this, Claire! »

« I’ll own this place by the end of the week! »

« My son will destroy you! »

The elevator doors closed.

Silence.

Beautiful silence.

I stood alone in my apartment.

My apartment.

For the first time in weeks, I could actually breathe.

The building …

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