Espíritu Quotes

“Julian, mijo!” she greeted him warmly. “I’m glad you’re here!” He tried to smile, but it didn’t stick. He gave a small nod. “Wouldn’t miss it.” Lita’s gaze flicked behind him, scanning the crowd. “Where is your friend Angel?” The question hit him like a sucker punch. Yadriel stiffened. Maritza glanced away. Julian worked around the lump in his throat. “No,” he said, too fast, too flat. “They’re … not coming.” Lita’s expression didn’t shift, but her eyes softened. She simply nodded, as if she already knew not to ask further. “That’s”
― Aiden Thomas, Espíritu