“The past few days in the hotel have been incredible. I don’t want to go back to how things were.” “And how’s that?” “Lonely. Without you and Marko, the thought of being on my own again is awful. Absolutely unbearable. It’s like I had a gaping hole in my chest that only started being filled over the last few weeks.” Her bottom lip juts out. “Oh, Santiago.” I step up to her, grabbing the handle of her luggage and pushing it in the opposite direction. “And most of all, you make the bad days better. I want more of that. If you go, I’m afraid I’ll go back to the way things were.”
