“Dahlia.” Rafa’s rough voice tethers me to the present. I wipe my face with the sleeve of my sweater. “I’m sorry for upsetting Nico. You know I would never do that on purpose.” Rafa’s harshness melts away. “What’s wrong?” I’m not sure what possesses me to open up to Rafa of all people, but I can’t let him think I made Nico upset for no good reason. “I… You see…” Shit. “I’ve avoided being around kids since I found out I will never have any.” He blinks a few times. “And then you saw Nico…”
