meeting on my terms
This time, the encounter was on my terms, at a location where I felt in control. My living room, tidy and organized, would serve as the stage for this crucial conversation.
As they walked in, I saw the apprehension in their eyes. ‘Sit down,’ I said, pointing to the couch. My heart pounded, but I maintained a calm demeanor.
This was my territory now, and I intended to set the rules, ensuring no disruptions.
