ANDREA

None of us moved. I stood by the door, rooted to the spot. Jared had gone so still, he was barely breathing. I waited for him to give me a pathetic excuse. I waited for him to try to convince me that what I was seeing wasn't everything. Anger quickly overshadowed me when I realized that he had no intention of bringing up any excuse. It didn't make any sense. He had told me I was everything to him. Was it all a lie?

"You have questions, don't you? Don't just stare at us. Go ahead, ...