Rafael, seeing that, pulled out several tissues to wipe Eileen's tears, comforting her as he wiped, "Why are you crying again, my little tenderheart?"

Eileen's eyes reddened, "Who's crying? I must have been dazzled by the wind."

Glancing around the room, Rafael remarked, "Alright, alright, you were dazzled by the wind. But darling, could you finish the Posole I made?"

Eileen chuckled through her tears, biting her lip, "Mm-hmm."

After dinner, the couple sat downstairs watching TV. There was silence between them until late into the night, when Eileen got up to go upstairs. She paused, then turned to Rafael, "Rafael..."

"Hmm?"

"No matter how tough it gets, I'll stick...