CARLOS:

From where I sit in the darkened corner of the restaurant’s parking lot, I can see Liam and Sofia through the glass.

She smiles at something he says, the sound mute through the glass but it’s enough to cut through me like a blade. She is wearing an expression that tries to hide discomfort, a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes, lips trembling on the edges.

My fists tighten on the steering wheel. Ethan sits beside me, one leg bouncing, eyes scanning the place with calm ...