As one might expect, Seth was furious over how long it had taken the police to reach me. Watching him get this worked up, the officer asked if he was my husband, something that couldn’t be denied without watching Seth sigh in disappointment.
“We’re good friends,” I said, recognizing how much Seth had supported me in the last couple of days. But, I couldn’t see him as anything more than that. It wouldn’t be good for either of us.
The officer nodded and then suggested, “If that’s the case, I would be required to inform your family, Miss Jennings.”
That was the last thing I wanted. After all, it was my family who was the source of my suffering. If the officer were to invite them, my sister and I might end up having a confrontation, which I knew would end up badly for me. Therefore, it wa
