Putting a warm cup of coffee in front of Kevin, I sat on the free chair in front of him. He lifted his head that had been hidden behind his hands and blinked. His teary eyes stung me like bees.

“She didn't want me to follow her...” he trailed off, heartache seeping from every syllable he used.

That was mildly put. Eve had screamed she didn't want to see him ever again. After that, she nearly broke my front door. Again.

I stiffened, wondering where to begin. I was hurt they had kept this from me for so long, but I kind of understood. At first, I also had no...