Jake sat beside me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “I’m so sorry,” he said softly. “I can’t believe they didn’t tell you.”

I shook my head, trying to process everything. “Why would he make me do that?” I wondered aloud. “Was he trying to teach me a lesson about trust? Or was there some other reason?”

Jake sighed, “I don’t know, but I think you need to talk to them. Maybe there’s a reason, or maybe it’s just a misunderstanding.”