“My real name is Lihua,” she said softly.
Emiliano smiled tenderly.
—Then hello, Lihua.
She let out a small laugh that ended in tears.
—Don’t you care about everything I hid?
“What matters to me is what you had to survive,” he replied. “We’ll learn the rest little by little.”
Lihua raised a trembling hand and touched his cheek.
—You’re completely crazy.
—It’s possible.
—We’ve known each other for less than two weeks.
—And yet you are the bravest person I have ever seen.
She closed her eyes, defeated.
—I’m afraid to believe this could be real.
“Then don’t believe it all at once,” Emiliano said. “Just stay. One day. Then another.”
Lihua looked at him and for the first time in years, fear wasn’t the only thing she felt.
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