“Angela? Are you okay?”

Ken’s concerned voice broke through the fog in Angela's mind, pulling her back to the present.

She blinked, realizing she had been staring at Antonio, wide-eyed and speechless.

Her eyes slowly went to the name tag on Antonio's shirt.

DIEGO?

Ken looked at her a bit embarrassed with a mix of worry and confusion.

While Antonio shifted uncomfortably under her gaze, clearly puzzled by her reaction.

Angela forced herself to breathe, to regain herself and control her emotions that were threatening to spill over.

Her hands were visibly shaking, itching to hug him, but enough scenes had been created already.

“I’m…. I’m sorry about all this,”...