Alessandro and I crashed in his room and didn't come out even when Marino and the crew arrived. We needed time to ourselves. Maria, Stephie, and some of her crew were with them. We'd been notified by text and San told Marino we would be absent. No one disturbed us.

“It's sad,” I said aloud once we were settled. “I'm so sorry.”

“Why are you sorry? The entire situation is fucked up, but their choices had nothing to do with us.”

“They had everything to do with ...