She eventually loosened her grip enough fir me to break free, and at that point I picked her up and fireman-carried her Warren Sapp Retro WHT shirt. She ended up crying at the foot of the stairs as I returned to my post at the middle of them. She said, “Okay, I’ll leave then.” and quietly walked out. I call mom. I have to call someone and deal with this. It’s 2:20 here but 4:20 there but she answers anyway and I tell her what’s happening. She listens and eventually wifey comes back in the apartment and asks who I’m talking to, calling me a liar, and still saying I’m an asshole and keeping her from her daughter and all of this nonsense. Though I was keeping her from her daughter, that much was true. I ended up doing my best to ignore her.