She didn't open them, moving back. "But - the boyfriend," Lotte said weakly. "Isn't that her problem? Why would she do it then?" None of it, from what she could piece together made sense.
"I-" Lotte started at the order and then fell silent. Her hands collapsed and she swallowed, hard. There was only so far she could push James' anger and only so much of her disapproval and possible loss of friendship she could take. "Fine," she said, defeated. "I can't."