Sarah's POV
"You call yourself a teacher? Look at this place. It's a total dump! Even a rat lives better than this! A year and a half! You’ve owed me rent for a year and a half! No shame, no conscience! If I’d known you were such a walking disaster before renting this place to you, I never would have done it. I swear, I regret that day!" My landlord’s voice echoed through the hallway, sharp and furious.
I stood frozen in the doorway, my grip tightening on the chipped wooden frame.
I knew this was coming—I had been ignoring his calls and texts for months—but nothing could have prepared me for the pure rage in his voice.
“Seriously, what kind of teacher lives like this? Huh? What’s even the point of your job if you can’t pay rent?” He shot me a look of pure disgust, like I was the lowe
