“I told you to leave,” I snapped as my mother gradually crept inside Christian’s and my private bedroom headquarters. This was quite embarrassing, to say the least.

“I need you to tell me something,” she whispered to me gently. “I need to have some final answers. What happened with Cecilia? You two were so close. And I just don’t understand why things had to fall apart in the way that they did between us.”

“Fall apart between us?” I ...