**Nadia**He asked like he wasn't sure he was allowed to use his own voice.That was the thing that got me. Dominic Marcello, who had walked into every room I had ever seen him enter like the room should feel grateful, was sitting three feet away from me asking permission to ask a question and genuinely waiting for the answer.Three months of letters. Apparently they did something to a person."Is that okay to ask," he had said.And I had sat there in the therapist's office in my green dress with the city behind him and the baby doing its completely unhelpful timing thing and I had said: "I'll think about it."Which was not a no.Which he understood was not a no.So now we were here, still in the office, still in the neutral ground that Dr. Voss had very graciously provided without asking either of us to explain what specifically we were doing with it, and the question was still in the room between us because I had said I'd think about it and I had been thinking about it for approxima
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