I shook my head.

“It may be legitimate,” she said.

“Let’s find out before assuming otherwise.”

The restraint in her voice helped me breathe.

She was not turning my life into a melodrama.

She was teaching me how to check what was true.

When I left her office, my phone showed three missed calls from Colton.

His last message read, You weren’t home when I came back for my charger.