“Our lives, our love. You’re the creator of a documentary mini-series starring you and me, Oscar and Jack—the hottest bodyguard and flirtiest filmmaker. How we came to be suddenly famous.” His hand is on his head, shocked. “You’d want to be on camera? Why?” There is only one phrase that makes sense. Only one that comes to mind. “Basta ikaw,” I use his words now and translate, “as long as it’s with you, because it’s you.”
