“This isn’t about whether I trust you. I’m telling you I don’t like the situation.”
“Well, I’m going.”
I closed my laptop. “Then don’t pretend I agreed with the decision. If you go, that’s your choice, but I expect you to act like someone who’s about to get married.”
Her expression hardened. “You don’t get to give me permission to go places, Jesse.”
“I didn’t say I could stop you. I said I think you’re making a bad decision.”