“R-Reina, we promised to be together, remember?” “And we will. We are.” Her expression softens a little. “We’ll just have to cross paths like Dad and I used to, you in your world and me in mine.” “No!” I shout, and my voice cracks. “That’s not what we agreed on.” “We just promised to meet again.” She raises an eyebrow. “We never agreed on anything else.”
