MIKA
Jennifer doesn't respond; instead, she walks toward me with an unreadable expression and comes to a stop in front of me. "If you love my brother as much as he loves you," she says, "you will respect our wishes and understand that we want to be alone at this time. You won't put his family through the agony of having to confront the cause of his suffering."
Her words sting, and I open my mouth to tell her that I never intended for this to happen, that if I had known Wade would do this, I would have avoided Channing and done whatever it took, but nothing comes out. She also doesn't wait for a response before walking away, disappearing down the hall without looking back.
I stand there, frozen, until my mother speaks next to me. "She can not do that," she says, trying to push past the
