Everything changed after that night. We
become closer than we were before. He
is learning to express himself more to
me. He knows I like him, and he's been
allowing me to like him more, and he's
letting himself to accept and embrace
those.
What I admire about it now is that it gives my feelings a voice. He was willing to listen. But I can still feel the invisible space and gaps around us.
I stopped when I saw Dylan inside the Salon. I nodded and walked right up to the chair. Even while my feelings have a voice, there is always a part of Rafa's life that I have no right to interfere with.
He already has a son and a wife, so why is he still coming here? Of course, I remain silent.
"Do... do you like him?" he said. He didn't even bother to glance at me. He was glancing out the
