“Why not? He’s—” “Charlotte . . .” Her name exited my mouth in a warning tone. My ears felt like they were burning. “Yes?” She smiled. My anger seemed to be amusing her. It was like a jealous beast that could no longer be tamed had ripped its way through my body. “You’re. Not. Going. Out. With. Max.” Without any real justification for my actions, I waited for her reaction. I couldn’t articulate the reason why she was forbidden from dating my brother because I didn’t even truly understand my rage. I just knew that I couldn’t handle even the idea of Charlotte and Max.
