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“Reply to Mom: I’m back safe,” I said.

“Done,” Siri confirmed.

I didn’t know what to say to him, so I left it alone for a bit as I opened the door and walked out onto my balcony.

A soft woof had me smiling, then reaching up to press my fingers against Boss’ nose. “Hey there, buddy. Isn’t it time for bed?”

“You know,” Delphine said. “Your apartment is pretty bare.”

I screamed.

Like a freakin’ B-actress movie girl that was about to die.

I screamed so loud and long that I ran out of breath and felt dizzy.

“What the fuck?” Delphine asked.

“I thought you left!” I cried out.

“God, stop barking! You three are overly dramatic.” She sighed.

That’s when I realized that not only was Rooster barking, but so was Boss above me.

“What the fuck is going on?” Garrett asked.

I assumed that he was now hanging over the balcony looking at us.

“She’s in my apartment!” I cried out, heart still pounding.

“You literally just had some man ‘chasing’ you. I looked through your house to make sure he didn’t happen to get inside.” She snorted.

“I called out to you, and you didn’t answer. How was I supposed to know you were here?” I asked.

“I don’t know, open your ears?” she suggested. “Geez.”

She left, then.

At least I thought she did.

I heard the door slam, and then I closed my eyes as I dropped down to my knees on my balcony.

Frog parking only. All others will be toad.

—Parking lot sign

GARRETT

I could hear her crying.

It was literally breaking my heart.

“Bindi,” I called out. “Can you go open your door?”

“No,” she said through her tears. “I’m going to stay right here and cry.”

I eyed the distance from my balcony to hers, and decided not to risk it.

My family probably wouldn’t understand my falling to my death from five stories because I wanted to get to a crying woman.