Sabrina sinks against the wall, sliding down until she's sitting on the floor.
The devastation on her face is almost too much to witness.
"Jake, I'm so sorry," she whispers. "I didn't know—I didn't realize how much this was hurting you."
"Because I didn’t want you to know! You're always so busy worrying about everything! I didn’t want you to worry about me too!"
The words land like bombs.
I crouch beside Sabrina, putting my hand on her shoulder, as she shakes, sobbing, tears streaming down her face.
"I was just trying to protect you," she says. "I didn't want you to get attached to someone who might leave—"
“But Mr. Jason won’t leave. He promised me!” Jake's voice is raw, pleading. "But what if we lose him because of you?"
Sabrina's breath hitches.
"I'm going to tell Mr. Jason not
