It was heartbreaking to see you walking home in the heavy rain, Afranio. Hurried steps to don’t end up soaked and I had enough space under my umbrella, we could have walked home together.

Yes, we could. Only if I wasn’t scared to call you out, loud, for you to hear. I hesitated, ‘cause we aren’t close enough and there‘s no way to tell how you’d react.

I’m sorry.