I check the time on my watch; it’s time for me to go. I say goodbye to everyone with a smile and head out in search of a taxi. At that moment, Will kindly offers to accompany me, and I accept his offer.
— So, how are you doing, Isa? — he asks as we walk toward the avenue.
— I’m fine, Will — I say without looking him in the eye.
— I don’t buy it, Isa — he says, stopping in front of me —. I can’t say I know you very well, but I can tell something’s bothering you. Does it upset you that I came? Because I feel like I’ve done something irreparable to you.
— What? No, of course not.
— I can still go back to England if that’s what you want.
— It’s not about that, Will, it just surprised me to see you here, that’s all.
He takes my hand as we wait, and I look at him intently.
— I know it’s
