Sign the Papers Mr. Langford novel Chapter 150

"So, are you available?"

The line was silent for a second.

Julian's voice turned warm. "I'm available."

No unnecessary explanations.

No attempting to use the favor as leverage.

Wren suddenly realized that when she talked to Julian, she never had to brace herself for what he might demand in return.

His support was straightforward, and his boundaries were crystal clear.

Like a porch light.

It didn't force you to come inside; it just let you know the way was lit if you needed it.

"Thank you," she said.

Julian seemed to catch the sheer exhaustion in her tone. He paused before asking, "What happened today?"

Wren tightened her grip on her pen and didn't answer immediately.

She wasn't used to confiding in people about things like this.

Especially the fact that Lawrence had forced himself on her.

Saying it out loud would force her to relive the disgust, making her feel like she was putting her wounds on display for pity.

Julian didn't push.

The only sound on the line was his steady, quiet breathing.

After a long time, Wren finally spoke. "I met with Lawrence today, and he crossed a line."

It went quiet on his end.

Not an awkward silence.

It felt more like he was carefully absorbing the weight of her words.

"Are you safe right now?" he asked.

Wren's eyes suddenly burned.

He didn't interrogate her about what Lawrence did, he didn't fly off the handle, and he didn't instantly victimize her.

His first question was whether she was safe.

"I'm safe," she said. "I'm at Stellaris, and Phoebe is here."

"Did you document it?"

"Yes. I sent everything to the lawyer."

"Good." Julian's voice was rock-steady. "Then don't go home alone tonight. Have Phoebe drop you off, or I can come pick you up."

Wren looked down at the fading red marks on her wrist.

"I'll have Phoebe take me."

"Alright."

Just 'alright.'

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