After returning home, I immediately reach out to Olga, pouring out all the details and venting about my frustration. The intensity of my emotions overwhelms me, and before I know it, tears blur my vision as I collapse onto my bed, emotionally drained. I glance at the clock to find that it's already midnight, indicating that I've been asleep for four hours. As I rise from my seat to grab a quick bite from the kitchen, the tranquility of the moment is shattered by the sudden entrance of my parents, their faces etched with urgency and concern. My mother's voice cuts through the air like a knife as she urgently commands, "Lilian, pack a bag quickly. We need to leave now. It's not safe."
Confusion grips me as I try to make sense of the abruptness of their demand. Before I can gather my thought
