“Has he talked to you about it?” “Not much.” “But he has mentioned something?” She takes a few seconds to respond, adding to my unease. Maybe things are worse than you thought. She wraps the hoodie string around her index finger three times before speaking. “Have you asked him about what’s wrong?” “Yes, but I’m not getting anywhere with him.” “Maybe you should try again.” “What’s the point? He always finds a way to reject me.” Awareness dawns on her. “Oh, Rafa. I’m sorry.” The pity in her voice makes my stomach churn, filling me with shame. “Forget I said anything.” Her skin blanches. “I wish
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