The Words You Forgot

On my way home from work, I realized a man I didn't know was following me.

I called my husband, Cassian Bellamy, for help, hoping he could come pick me up.

Instead, he sent me a few cold voice messages.

"Can you stop acting like you're being followed all the time? We live in a society governed by laws. Where's this creep you're talking about?"

"Also, if someone really is following you, what do you think he's going to do? You're a married woman. I'm busy right now, so take a cab home yourself."

I hid in the corner of a 24-hour convenience store, trembling from head to toe.