Ace left me to dress myself while he went to deal with my father, whom he’d said was at his front door.

I almost didn’t believe him—no one has such incredible hearing—but then I heard my dad practically explode into the house, screaming my name.

Of course my dad had come looking for me. I never came home after school the previous day and, after all the commotion, I had forgotten to text him and my mom to let them know where I was.

“Don’t give me that look,” I heard my dad yell at Ace from downstairs while I rushed to pull my dress over my head.

“My daughter...