“Don’t tell me to breathe. Answer my fucking question! Explain to me how this is happening right now when just hours ago you were telling me that I was it for you.” “You weren’t supposed to be here.” Finally, there’s some flicker of emotion. It’s brief, a small rearranging of the muscles in his face that lasts for half a second. “You weren’t supposed to find out like that. I was going to explain—”
