“Oh my God,” I whisper, putting my hand over my mouth. “No, no!”
“I told you," she snaps, pointing her finger in my face. "I warned you about this. I told you that he is not well and that the justice department was closing in.”
“I’m really sorry,” I mumble.
She buries her head in her hands and cries. When I put my arm around her shoulders, she lifts her eyes up and glares at me.
“This is all your fault!” she hisses.
“What? Why?”
“You were the one that went over there and told him that you would never marry him.”
“Franklin?”
“Yes, Franklin,” Mom barks. “He's the most powerful man that you’ve never heard of. This is all happening because of him. This is all happening because you said no."