"What's wrong?" He asked gently, noticing the uneasy expression etched across my face.

I took a deep breath to steady myself before speaking. "Raph, are you happy here? With me, I mean?"

He cocked his head to the side in confusion. "Huh? Of course I am! What kind of question is that? What else would I be doing here?"

I bit my lower lip apprehensively, feeling a lump forming in my throat. It was obvious that something had changed during this past week. I couldn't help but notice how he acted around me. He was distant, reserved, sometimes cold, but most importantly, he avoided me when I called.

Whenever we...