I stand leaning against the door, frozen in place. I have no idea what to do or what to say. I've never had a guy in my room before. Fighting my fears, I decide to speak up before Christopher wants to leave.

"I'm sorry about Evie. And my mom. And this whole situation, in general," I apologize. "I didn't expect you to come here and see that. I mean, it's a lot of..." My words trail off into nothing when Christopher rises from my bed and walks over to me. All I can do is stare at him as he stalks over to my position by the door. He doesn't...