32. Jeremy
Mia runs off.
I think she is crying.
“Man, what's wrong with you?” Frank hit me on the chest, making me stagger backward. “Why did you do that?”
Why?
Like I know.
I turn around and walk to the railing guard. My chest is tight and I can barely suppress the rage eating away at my inside.
“I told you this wouldn't work. If you didn't insist on having lunch with her, this wouldn't have happened. You know how the girls will be, yet you asked me to bring her here.”
“So, it's my fault now?”
“Yes.” I turn around, facing him. “You need to keep your sister in check. She is not Olivia. I will not hesitate…”
“You will do nothing.” Frank cuts me off. “What's wrong with you? First, you lash out at Mia, now you are shifting the blame to me. How can Mia trust you when you woul
