Elena looked up, her eyes shimmering under the disco ball. "You came," she whispered, barely audible over the bass.
He moved through the crowd, the rhythm of the manele guiding his steps. When he reached her, he didn't speak. He didn't have to. Nicu’s voice did the talking for him, booming through the speakers about the kind of longing that keeps a man awake at night.
Stefan reached out, his hand trembling slightly. "I realized I couldn't breathe without the person I miss most."

We would like to acknowledge that we are living and working with humility and respect on the traditional territories of the First Nations peoples of British Columbia.
We specifically acknowledge and express our gratitude to the keepers of the lands of the ancestral and unceded territory of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Skwxwú7mesh (Squamish), and səl̓ilwətaɁɬ (Tsleil-Waututh) Nations, where our main office is located.
We also recognize Métis people and Métis Chartered Communities, as well as the Inuit and urban Indigenous peoples living across the province on various traditional territories.