Nina nods. “I am,” she says. “I mean, it’s very unexpected. Obviously. I thought I was still grieving. I am still grieving. I really, really am. My heart is still…” She exhales audibly as if she’s just been kicked in her gut. “It hurts, all the time…” “Even when you’re with him?” “Yes. Even when I’m with him. But it’s like… it’s almost like I have a new heart alongside the old one, and the new one is fresh and unused, and it can be excited to be with someone and enjoy them and want to get close. If that…” She pauses, looks up at Ash. “If that makes any sense?”
