They Demanded a 60-Course Birthday Feast to Prove They Owned Me — So I Delivered Exactly 60 Dishes, and an Eviction Notice
“Have either of them tried to contact you?” Darcy asked, watching me over the rim of her coffee.
“Julian sent an email,” I said.
“About three weeks ago.
To my business address, since it’s the only one of mine he can still reach.” I picked up my tea.
“It was long.
Rambling.
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