“I thought there was something wrong with me for so long,” Eitan said dazedly. “I tried to ignore it. It was easier to defend everyone else. But this is what I was waiting for. You’re who I was waiting for.” Long ago, Akiva had discovered that he didn’t cry even when he got hurt or scared or things felt unrecoverable, but now he learned that it only took one good thing—the right good thing—to make him feel like something had cracked in his chest.
