Almost immediately, my manager responded kindly and said, “We support you, and we will work around your situation.”
Even though that helped, I still felt unsafe because everything seemed connected now.
I decided to confront Dani directly, so I texted her and said we needed to talk in person without our mother involved.
She replied quickly and said, “I am busy, can it wait?”
I did not want to wait anymore, so I went to the gym she often visited.
When I arrived, I asked the receptionist where she was. Dani was sitting inside near the back, looking at her phone.
She saw me and immediately looked uncomfortable. “Why are you here?” she asked.
“We need to talk,” I said.
She walked outside with me, clearly annoyed and embarrassed.
“What is wrong with you?” she asked.
“My identity is being used in fraud cases,” I said. “The police found your phone number connected to the activity.”
Her expression changed for a brief second before she denied it. “That is ridiculous,” she said. “I did not do anything.”
“Then why is your number involved?” I asked.
She hesitated and said, “Maybe Mom used it for something. She borrows my information all the time.”