Exactly like as if he's here. All the time. It was driving me mad.

[ He could see how worried Wyatt was and gave his shoulders a comforting squeeze, or at least an attempt at comfort. His expression softened further. ]

I told Rafa once, back when we were still friendly, when he didn't hate me. But, past is past, alright? I don't want that anymore for me, or for us.