Part of me wanted to run. Two women who had made my life miserable were working together on something - or they were friends at least, and I wanted to hide away.
But the bigger part of me, the part that I didn’t even know I had, wanted to confront them. I wanted to let them know that I wasn’t going to be bullied by either of them anymore. I was too strong, Ethan helped me get strong.
I decided that’s what I would do. I started to approach them, but a swarm of young men surrounded me and kept me from moving forward.
“Excuse me,” I tried to get around them, but they didn’t let me move. I thought they were just blocking the way by accident, but apparently they wanted to speak to me.
“What’s your name,” The tallest of the men asked before saying anything else. He was lanky and a little
