Anthony  I walked into my room and slammed the door. What the fuck was she doing?. Ten minutes later, she walked into the room, and she stood bracing against the door. I heard her, but I didn't look at her. “Anthony, are you mad at me?” I still didn't answer. I wasn't mad at her, but I still didn't answer. “Anthony, please.” I still didn't answer because knowing that she wanted Rachel to stay here