Brienne's hands trembled as she dialed Janice's number on her phone. Holding it to her ear, she waited anxiously for her friend to answer.
"Hello, Bree?" Janice answered.
"Nice!" Brienne exclaimed, her voice breaking as she sobbed. "Nice, I need your help, please. I'm at home," she added.
"Okay, Bree. I'll be there. Wait for me!" Janice replied and ended the call. Brienne slumped to the ground, clutching her belongings tightly.
When Janice arrived, she didn’t say a word. She immediately embraced Brienne and helped her carry her belongings to the car. As soon as Brienne settled into the front seat, she broke down.
"Bree..."
"I don't k-know, Nice. They’re selling the house," she whispered, covering her face as she cried.
"Without your consent?! They can’t do that," Janice replied. Bri
