“Wh-what is it, Rafayel?”I asked nervously.

Leticia and Mum's eyes were fixed on the light brown envelope as if wondering what Rafayel had actually brought that time.

Rafayel, with a grin on his face, held the envelope in his hand. “It's something that arrived for you, Leslie.”

“Rafayel, we don’t need to keep hurting each other like this, do we?” I whispered softly, my voice fraying at the edges. “Harry and I… we’re nothing to each other. I’m sorry—truly sorry—for letting things spiral like this.”

He hesitated, his jaw tightening as if weighing words he couldn’t quite voice.

“I don’t know how to respond to any of this, Les. But…...