Chapter22
The day we returned, Vivian was detained for work at the last minute. She asked her boyfriend to come back with us first. When we got off the plane, Antonio was waiting for me outside.
Vivian came to my place often for dinner. So, her boyfriend was familiar to me and my daughter. He was holding my daughter’s hand, and Antonio misunderstood.
Fits of pain ran through Antonio’s chest. He felt like there was a lump in his throat. He couldn’t breathe. When we came closer, he exerted all his strength to speak.
“You’re…back.”
I only hummed slightly.
Years had passed. The romantic feelings were gone.
The minute I saw him, I knew I was over him. When we came out of the airport, Antonio offered to give me a lift.
Sensing that Antonio might’ve misunderstood, Vivian’s boyfriend didn’t explain. Instead, he smiled, “No, thanks. We have a car.”
Standing there, Antonio watched our car drive away.
My daughter asked, “Mom, who is that strange man?
“It looks like he’s about to cry. Do adults cry?”
