A 19-year-old with her whole life ahead of her. A college student. A nurse, taken the night before her first day saving lives. A peacemaker. A light in our family. A 4.0 GPA her entire scholastic career. She did everything right—and still, this city failed to protect her.

Bre wasn’t in the streets. She wasn’t in trouble. She was simply trying to enjoy her time out of school at a teen party. But because of fragile egos, poor conflict resolution, and unchecked violence, she never made it home.

Bre, we’ll never stop saying your name.

We will not forget.