"Are you okay Zeke?" I asked Ezekiel. I was at the cashier of Jose's shop.

For now, I am not ready to talk again with Manuel.

There are many reasons why I can't face him. I'm afraid of what could happen. I'm afraid to risk my heart away again.

Ezekiel was stunned and deep in thought.

"Nothing."

He avoided.

I put the coffee glass to the side and told him. He looked at me sweetly.

"I think you have a problem."

His forehead creased. I know he is busy. He especially impressed his father.

He tousled my hair. I winced because my hair was messed up.

"Nothing. "

"Didn't you...