“It’s just Orlando.” “I don’t know Orlando. So I don’t trust Orlando.” I make sure to emphasize his stupid name. “Promise I’m trustworthy.” Orlando tries to smile when I raise my gaze to him. I keep my eyes on his. “I broke the arms of the last man who touched my wife.” Orlando’s eyes widen as his smile falters. And I think he believes me. As he should.
Crazy dude 😭
