It was already late at night when Sheena arrived at the apartment. As soon as the door closed behind her, all the defenses she had been holding up collapsed instantly. Her bag slipped from her hand and fell to the floor, but she didn’t care.

Julio, who was sitting in the living room, immediately stood up. “Sheena? What’s wrong?”

Sheena walked quickly toward him and hugged him tightly. Her body trembled, her breathing uneven. Her sobs broke free, impossible to hold back.

“Hey, hey,” Julio said in panic. He hugged her back firmly. “What happened? What’s wrong?”

Sheena shook her head, her face buried in Julio’s chest. Her crying grew...