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TIFU by telling my flatmate I don't like her boyfriend over

So I live with 2 other people in a very tiny flat, super small kitchen and living room and I'm the only one with a single bed and small bedroom because I arrived last. I came to know my flatmate leaves hey keys to her boyfriend to come as he pleases and he even leaves them outside the door under a vase. Because our neighbors just got broken into I told her it wasn't wise to leave the keys under the vase outside, and even if he would just give them back to her in person I don't think it's fair he gets to stay in our house by himself when he doesn't even live here. It escalated quickly to me saying things like I think she's a hypocrite for having loud sex with her boyfriend but complaining to me multiple times about how her previous flatmate would be loud and it would be awful, she told me I made her feel uncomfortable and she doesn't think it's fair because it's her room, I told her she signed a contract where it says she's the only one sleeping in that bed because if our landlord know she has him come over as often it for sure would be a problem. She doesn't speak to me now and it's very depressing, I leave the house early in the morning and come back late so I avoid her and her boyfriend, who in the couple of days we've had this discussion has continued to live with us.

TL, DR: i told my flatmate I don't like her boyfriend staying over every other night and she doesn't speak to me now, I feel like I have fucked up.

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