After saying his piece, Elio turned with Samara and walked away. His words echoed repeatedly in my mind as I numbly wandered the streets, letting the rain drench me. I still couldn’t believe that Elio had said such things.

Elio had completely forgotten that I didn’t even know Samara was afraid of water. This was my first time meeting her.

Everyone knew Samara was Elio’s first love and that I was just his nominal wife. It was an unspoken truth.

I collapsed onto the ground, my hands clawing desperately at the earth. It was futile. I cried out loudly, hoping that perhaps this would make Elio glance back at me,...