You continue to watch from the kitchen window, your heart racing as you see your former bully and your mother in the living room. The tension between them is palpable, and it only heightens your arousal.

Your mother clears her throat once more, this time seemingly trying to compose herself before speaking. "It seems like we have quite a situation here," she says, her voice low. "I suggest we talk about boundaries moving forward." She looks directly at both of you. "What are some boundaries you think would help ensure that something like this doesn't happen again?"