Re: Phonecall: Cris M / Elena M
We are not your parents! ¡No eres tu padre! Non, no! I don't know that! I know I want my family, I moved back to New York for my family, and I gave you space to [There is a sound like wincing, tongue against the back of her teeth and a muffled sound from where she turns away from the receiver for a moment. Despite that, despite her initial intensity, what she asks next is calm, words that float like a final gust hitting sails in the doldrums.] Don't you love me anymore?