She pulled away from him. “Tell me something. And don’t lie. Do you love him?” Cyrus’s expression was confused. “I . . . I’m not sure. I’m sure I will, eventually. It’s still a shock, okay? Just give me time, Shirin. Try to understand. I need time.” And when Shirin looked unconvinced: “Think of what I do for a living. I’m an engineer by trade. I have a God-given ability to solve problems. But I don’t know how to fix him.” “There’s nothing to fix,” she cried. “He doesn’t need fixing. Don’t you see how perfect he is?” Cyrus rose to his feet, keeping his eyes on his wife’s face the whole time. He
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