I was calling out for someone.” I sound like a lunatic. But he leans in, locking his aim on me, clenching so tightly I can hear his teeth grinding together. “A name I couldn’t put my finger on…” I continue, unsure if he is putting on a show of intimate interest for me. “And I felt true agony. A sadness and loneliness I have never felt before. Like a broken heart, perhaps.

