JARED

There were tears in her eyes when she turned to look at me. I probably looked calm, but there was a storm inside of me. I was dreading the words she was going to say. A part of me wanted her to formulate an excuse because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to handle the truth. I didn't want my fears to come to life. Andrea looked distraught and was visibly ill at ease.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, the words nearly a whisper.

"Rylee called me out here. She told me you ...