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A Mother's Fight For Her Daughter

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 859    |    Released on: 03/07/2025

luorescent lights, everyone looked tired and angry. Detective Jones sat behind a metal desk,

avy with the weariness of a man who had seen too many domestic disputes. "

's a psycho! She broke into the apartment and attacked my boy for no reas

ed to Sarah. "And you

ople were trespassing. They trashed the place. And her son," Sarah's eyes narrowed as she looked at the young man, who was now trying t

d. "Ashley is Emily's best friend! Emi

in and terrorize the person who's helping her,"

s is a civil matter, mostly. A landlord-tenant i

e're not leaving that apartment. We have right

her limit. "Detective," she said, her voice softer now, "I'm not a violent person. I'm a mother. I found out my daughter was being threatened in her o

for a long moment. He had seen real psychos, and he had

g it! She's weak! Probably a drunk, too. Look at her. A terrible mot

d at Sarah and Emily. Sarah didn't engage. She

s charges against her son, Dylan, for harassment. And I want them escorted out of my apa

coffed. "We didn't

an added, crossing his arms with a sne

ll all take a ride back to the apartm

l was worse now. He walked through the small space, his eyes taking in every detail: the cigarette burn on the new carpet where Sarah had knock

but worse was the faint, grimy outline of a body on

Dylan. "You call this

ut, who were grabbing their few belongings a

honey. The

l. She walked through the rooms, her hand trailing over a scratch on the wall, her eyes welling up as she saw

whispered, her voice trembling. "I can't. Ev

to get them out. It wasn't enough to get them to pay for a new carpet. She was going to make them understand t

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“Sarah Miller poured her heart and soul into creating the perfect launching pad for her daughter, Emily-a cozy apartment near university, smelling of fresh paint and new beginnings. She envisioned a safe space for Emily to flourish, a place where her bright, kind daughter could study and grow into the amazing woman she was meant to be. But that peace shattered within three days when Emily' s voice, broken by sobs, revealed a nightmare: her best friend Ashley' s family had invaded the apartment, pushing boundaries, eating their food, and leaving a trail of disrespect. Worst of all, Ashley' s brother had crept into Emily' s room at night, watching her sleep and whispering unsettling words, only for Ashley to dismiss it as a joke. Sarah' s blood ran cold when she heard the terror in Emily' s voice, caught between fear and a desperate plea to avoid a scene. How could a supposed best friend allow such a violation, turning kindness into an open invitation for chaos and harassment? Driven by a mother' s primal fury, Sarah walked into her daughter' s apartment, witnessing the wreckage of their new beginning-stale smoke, greasy food, and a smug intruder. The complacent smirk of Ashley' s brother, coupled with his callous remark about Emily being "high-strung," ignited a firestorm in Sarah. She saw red and acted, a resounding slap echoing through the ruined living room, setting the stage for an inevitable confrontation. This was no longer just about boundaries; it was about reclaiming sacred ground and protecting her daughter' s sanctuary. With that decisive blow, Sarah declared war on anyone who dared threaten her child' s peace, peace she had worked her entire life to provide.”
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