I turned the screen around. My security camera showed Chloe pounding on my door with seven other people crowded behind her. Two children sat on their luggage while Derek’s parents stared impatiently down the hallway. Chloe kept pressing a key against the lock that no longer had a keyhole. When she demanded the new code, I told her she had no right to enter my home after I had explicitly said no. She accused me of humiliating her, but for once I didn’t back down.

Then Leo called. He was staying with Sarah and asked if we were still making dinosaur pizza. After we hung up, I watched Chloe leave with everyone else. I thought it was finally over until my landlord called. Chloe had contacted building management, claiming I had given her permission to access my apartment and that my new lock violated the lease. I began documenting everything. Then I found a handwritten list hidden behind the old lock, showing the dates I had been away from home. Someone had been tracking my schedule. When Sarah heard about it, she told me she had something that belonged to me—and my name was written on it.