Through My Window: Across the Sea (2023)

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I MISS YOU, WITCH.

I MISS YOU TOO

-WANNA TALK LATER?

-SORRY. I HAVE PLANS PLANS? SO MYSTERIOUS YOU'LL SEE

Yep.

-Here.

-Thanks.

No problem. See you.

♪

I'm nothing but a lifeless shell

Without you here

Say you feel

Everything that's in my heart

Say you love me

Though we're worlds apart

When love sets sail

Can you hear me?

Want to study together?

IS THAT IT?

You'll have to use your imagination.

Close your eyes.

Imagine I'm there,

walking into your class.

Except no one else can see us.

Can you hear me?

THROUGH MY WINDOW: ACROSS THE SEA

Some critics see Cervantes as a rebel.

And for good reason.

He takes on politicians. He takes on

-GOOD MORNING

-I'M IN CLASS

He even dares to have a female character

say she was "born free."

WHAT ABOUT LATER?

For a 16th-century writer

I'M WORKING AT THE FAST-FOOD PLACE!

he was well ahead of his time.

Ms. Mendoza.

Unless you're texting Cervantes himself,

you'd better put your phone away.

Going with the flow is easy

when life is good.

But when things go wrong,

that's when you start

to question everything.

Why am I here?

HOW ARE EXAMS?

Is this who I want to be?

Am I good enough?

Whose idea was med school?

Was it mine?

Or was it the Ares I aspired to be?

Yeah!

YOUR BATTERY IS RUNNING LOW

MISSED CALL

And all I can think about

is the distance between us.

More than 1,000 miles

separating me from Barcelona.

CAN YOU TALK?

Separating me from you.

I can't stop asking myself

if I'm on the right path,

or if I'm just going through the motions.

I don't know.

I don't know what I'm doing here.

I don't even know if I can keep going.

All I know is I need to see you.

HEY. I MISS YOU.

"Poetry is always an expedition in search

of truth."

And the truth is exhausting.

ANY PLANS FOR SAN JUAN?

That's why you all deserve some time off.

But do me a favor, okay?

Don't forget it all over the summer.

Raquel Mendoza, can I have a word?

Sure.

It's too bad you spent all year

on your phone.

I'm sorry.

It's a shame

I'm partial to having my best writers

be my best students.

But with you, that's not the case.

Your story, Through My Window

is very good.

It irks me, but it's the truth.

Here. This is the email

of a friend of mine in publishing.

When you get home,

send her your manuscript. Okay?

And when it leads to a meeting,

do turn off your phone.

You're not fooling anyone.

I figured that

when I got kicked out of class.

Guess what just happened.

You told Ares

you want an open relationship?

-I knew it.

-Not interested.

If I burn my Dante notes on San Juan,

which circle of hell will I go to?

You tell me.

You're the best student in class.

But not the best writer.

-What are you doing for San Juan?

-I'm staying in.

Straight to the deepest circle.

I promised my mom we'd hang out,

so that's what we're gonna do.

Cool.

Well, let me know if you change your mind

or come up with a better excuse.

See you in hell!

So, are you gonna tell me or what?

There's nothing to tell, Dani.

That was like librarian porn.

You two were totally vibing.

You're blushing.

Daniela, he's just a guy from class.

That's all.

Yeah. And he invited you to a party.

It's not like he proposed.

But I don't wanna go.

You or the old Raquel

who was obsessed with her preppy neighbor?

I don't get what you see in Ares.

-Who knows what he's up to in Stockholm.

-I'm the one who doesn't want to go. Me.

Yeah, sure.

But even if Ares is the love of your life,

being with one guy until you die

sounds like a bad time.

You've been glued

to your phone for months.

It's no big deal

if you go out on San Juan Eve.

All right, then, Gregory.

Enjoy your summer.

Aren't you gonna say hi?

Quick! It's an emergency.

I've been looking all over for you.

-Where's your phone?

-What's up?

Guess who's back.

No clue. The Spice Girls?

So, what are we gonna do?

Same as we always do.

-Be there.

-Where?

Wherever we need to.

As long as we're with Raquel.

Be specific. I have people, you know.

Let's go.

-Hop on, Daniela. Hurry.

-Okay.

-Wasn't this urgent? C'mon.

-All right.

If I break a nail, you're paying for it.

Your handlebars are digging into my vag.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Give me a minute, and I'll let you know.

Where are we going?

On a trip.

I have to work Monday.

And I have a summer class in Stockholm.

Okay. So what are we doing?

I needed to see you.

Even if it's just for a bit.

I picked up some clothes from your house.

Was my mom there?

How'd you get in?

Let's say I'm good with windows.

Okay. Drop your stuff here.

I'll let some air in downstairs.

All right.

Who's this little girl?

Her mom worked for us.

We grew up together.

She's a redhead?

Coming?

The town's pretty close.

We can go to the San Juan celebration

on Sunday.

Did you bring me here to impress me?

No. I wasn't trying to.

What's the Wi-Fi password?

Instead, how about we?

I gotta send a quick email.

Okay.

-Okay?

-Well, all right.

Hello?

-I'll go see if someone's here.

-Okay.

Hello?

Hi.

What

Why are you here?

What about you?

-Hi there!

-Hi!

My boyfriend invited us.

That good?

Hold on.

Better?

Are you all right?

Yeah. You?

Yeah.

I think I'm just kinda tired.

Yeah. Same.

I mean, it's been a while,

so I guess it's normal.

Yeah.

Yeah.

What's wrong?

-It tastes like me.

-Really?

-Yeah.

-Let me see.

I missed you.

So much.

I know it feels like we've drifted apart,

so let's try to find each other again.

Okay?

Okay.

This is hard for me.

What is?

You're keeping our relationship a secret,

Artemis.

-It makes no sense

-I'm not.

Your brother's room is a mess.

Do you know where he is?

No idea.

-Do you need something?

-I came to ask him for a condom.

Is one enough?

Actually, take two. Or three.

Your brothers weren't born yesterday.

They know we're together.

-Problem solved, then.

-Hiding our relationship is ridiculous.

You know how my parents raised us.

Of course I do. I was there.

Well

maybe that's the problem here.

I work for your family,

go to class at night,

help my mom,

and still find time to be with you.

But if all I am to you is "the help,"

then I don't need to spend

all my time being exhausted.

Wait. Hold on.

What can I do?

Stop acting like a Hidalgo,

and start being my boyfriend.

If you're serious about us, then show me.

I am serious.

You are?

You sure about that?

Yeah.

I'll prove it, okay?

How's school?

-I never went to class.

-Pizza's here!

You learn to swim?

I call dibs on the pepperoni.

-Back off.

-You almost k*lled me.

One small scare for the Hidalgos,

one giant leap for mankind.

Yeah.

Talk about pizza with a view, huh?

I'm so glad you came.

-The veggie one.

-Veggie?

Someone had to keep an eye on you.

Artemis has something to tell you.

Someone call the police!

A bunch of d*adbeats

are squatting on my property.

-Weren't you leaving this morning?

-Our hotel in Greece flooded.

We saw that you were here

on Apolo's social media feed.

Inviting the help was a great idea.

Claudia, two glasses of cava

so we can toast to being together.

-Hi, son.

-Do you want one too?

-Yes, please.

-What about you, Ares?

You know what, Claudia?

Bring some for everyone.

-Water?

-Yes, please.

And who are you?

The eligible bachelor.

TMW MANUSCRIPSEND THIS EMAIL

I WOULD SEND IT IF I WERE YOU.

THE STORY IS AWESOME

YOU READ IT?

WELL, YEAH. THE DAY YOU SENT IT.

I'M YOUR AGENT, AFTER ALL

IS THAT RIGHT? I HAD NO IDEA

IT IS. AND I ADVISE YOU TO SEND IT.

EXPECT TO SEE ME FRONT AND CENTER

AT THE BOOK LAUNCH

THANKS FOR DOING THAT.

NOT EVEN ARES HAS READ IT YEBoyfriends come and go.

But friends are forever.

Want some?

Are we five years old, now?

Yes or no?

Will it help me sleep?

It'll help you think.

I'd forgotten that taste.

How are things in Stockholm?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

You always have a spot at Alpha 3.

You know that, right?

Don't forget that, okay?

Hello?

Hello?

-We're not open yet.

-I just need a couple bottles of water.

I take it you found a better excuse?

You said you were spending

the weekend with your mom, remember?

Yeah.

Are you staying in town?

Just for the weekend.

Right.

This is my parents' restaurant.

I'll be working, but give me a call.

We can meet up, with or without your mom.

This place hasn't changed.

-Been a while, huh?

-Two years.

-I didn't see you here last summer.

-Yeah, I was away.

This is future Nobel laureate

in literature, Raquel Mendoza.

We go to school together.

Nice to meet you. Ares.

Better get her autograph now

before she becomes famous.

Oh, really?

She's the best writer in our program

and the reason why I enjoy it so much.

-You get A's all on your own.

-Only to impress you.

Though it doesn't work.

I tried all semester,

but her mom's always in the way.

Your mom? Why?

I'm gonna head out.

You were so close.

We both know what happens

when you catch me sh**ting my shot.

I promise I'll stay out of it.

You forgot the water.

That wasn't funny.

Wanna go for a swim?

-Whiskey?

-Sure.

Hey, Sofa.

Should we eat here or go out?

It's your choice. I

Follow me.

Wait up!

Quit giving me the eye.

I've been thinking about our talk.

About finding each other again.

What did you come up with?

I thought

that you could start by looking here.

This way!

Thanks.

-How are you?

-How's it going?

Good. Just great.

You must be Raquel. Finally!

Vera. Nice to meet you.

Ares couldn't stop talking about you.

This is my mom, Camila.

-Remember I told you about him?

-Yeah!

I've been dying to meet you.

I've heard good things about Alpha 3.

My dad and brother run it.

They deserve all the credit.

Just as rebellious as my Vera.

That's why you're perfect for each other.

Mom! Don't listen to her.

Lately she has no filter.

It's like she's lost her manners.

I may not have manners,

but I still have eyes.

Don't mind me. Sorry.

Hello?

Sure. Why not?

Hey, no. Top me up.

Come on. I'm on vacation, after all.

Take it easy, Juan.

-What are you doing here?

-You mean on my yacht?

Well, my mom does

this Mediterranean tour every summer.

Not sure if I mentioned it.

But you said you'd be here,

so I decided to tag along.

Mostly to supervise.

She came close to falling overboard

in Venice last year.

It was legit scary. You should've seen it.

My mom also visited Venice once.

It's so touristy, though. Like, "Meh."

What? No, I love it.

I'm kidding. I'm all about Venice.

For real. Tourists and all.

Your mom has great taste.

And if you're her daughter,

I bet she's absolutely gorgeous.

Thanks.

Ares is so lucky.

You should stick around for dinner.

Dominique is an amazing chef.

How about it?

So?

Sure.

-So, art? I love it.

-Yeah.

What about you?

My parents think I'm studying law.

What are you doing instead?

-Rethinking my life.

-I love it.

You love everything.

Well, Raquel hasn't told me her major yet.

I'm studying literature.

A humanities buff.

Let me guess. You love that too.

So, tell me what it's like being

with this scientific guy.

Actually, Raquel convinced him

to study medicine.

-Really?

-Because it's what he likes.

That is so sweet.

And considerate. It says a lot about you.

-What would you have done?

-With Ares?

I would've tied him down

and kept him all to myself.

Right?

I'm kidding.

Actually, Stockholm was a great choice.

The parties are just as intense

as the studies.

Yep. Makes perfect sense.

Vera's more into the party scene

than I am.

Whose idea was it

to dance naked in the snow?

-Wait, what?

-Well, I was wasted, so

Totally. Or when we went to pharm class

still tipsy, and the bromide exploded.

-You've seen each other naked?

-The expl*si*n wasn't me either.

Okay. Sure.

But you know the truth?

He looks innocent, but he's anything but.

Really? Why's that?

Just kidding. He's actually pretty tame.

Boring, even.

-You're lucky, Raquel.

-She's publishing her first novel.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

She's been putting in work

editing it all year.

You never told me.

I mean, well

The publisher's waiting on her

to email them the manuscript.

That's awesome news! Congrats.

You should read it.

It's called Through My Window.

What's it about?

-It's the story of Raquel and your--

-Yoshi, enough.

Excuse me.

-Anyway, it's great.

-When are you gonna send it?

Beautiful, right?

-Sorry about that.

-About what?

I totally hijacked the conversation.

Here you are publishing a novel,

and we're going on about parties.

I'm not, though.

I haven't even spoken

to the publisher yet.

Who do you write for?

They say people always write for someone.

Who is it for you?

My dad.

He was a writer.

He was?

He died when I was a kid.

Mine walked out on us.

Then my mom met Carlos,

and things were fine after that.

But growing up, it was just the two of us.

Look, I know we just met,

but I get how you feel about the novel.

I've spent almost a year

studying medicine,

and I still don't know

if I'm doing it for me

or for my dad.

It's like we care too much

about people who aren't even in our lives.

All I'm saying is, take your time

with the email and all that.

You'll be okay.

Daniela, that's my drink!

That's my drink!

Not anymore. Sorry, babe.

Hey there.

-How's it going, everybody?

-You. Out.

Zip up and skedaddle.

C'mon. Let's go.

-Get a load of this guy.

-What a space cadet.

Maybe he wants to play.

So? You looking for trouble?

Lay off him, Borja. He's my friend.

What? Mind your own business, Anna.

I said leave him alone!

-Stop!

-You little b*tch!

My arm!

-You're gonna break his arm!

-Let go!

-Jesus Christ! You're hurting my wrist!

-Let him go!

Watch yourself, little girl.

Let's head out.

They think they run this place.

All right, then.

I love your ring.

-Where's it from?

-It was a prize in a bag of chips.

How interesting.

What do you think of Vera?

She's cool. Really nice.

She had way more fun

with Ares this year than you did.

-Daniela, quit starting drama.

-I don't trust her.

Then trust Ares.

Let me worry.

They're just friends.

-So, you and Vera talked?

-What?

You and Vera were talking a lot.

Yeah. I guess.

What did she say?

Nothing, really.

ISN'T THIS ARES'S SHIRT?

They're just friends.

They're just friends.

They're just friends.

What's wrong?

Scoot over, dude. I'm driving.

You ready?

Yeah!

-You know how to drive this?

-It's just like a motorcycle.

Which you've also never driven.

-You sure it's this way?

-I have no idea, Yoshi.

I've never been here before.

I always figured your mom for a woman.

My sister, Anna. This is Raquel and Yoshi.

Hi.

Hello.

I'm meeting Ares at the beach.

-He said he's there with his girlfriend.

-His girlfriend?

Yep.

Who'd have thought

Ares would be in a relationship.

These off-the-grid Hidalgo beaches

are dope.

Ares is at it again.

But his prank was funny this time.

Don't get out yet!

I'm hungry.

I bet Dominique whipped up

something tasty again.

Just ask him out already.

-Wanna go for a swim?

-I mean it.

I was just about to take a nap.

You go ahead.

I thought we were friends.

You and Ares?

You and me.

Who says we can't be?

I know nothing about you.

Sorry about the restaurant.

It was all Ares.

You know what he's like.

A few years ago, I was seeing this girl

in our high school, Bea.

We were totally in love

until Ares started flirting with her.

-You don't need to--

-They went out for two weeks.

Then he hooked up with someone else.

Friends?

-Friends.

-Let's hit the water!

So, you're sitting here looking

at the sea, deep in thought.

It's kinda clich.

I mean, right?

I looked you up on social media

and couldn't find anything.

Is that a compliment?

So, do you wanna hook up?

You're not into me?

-We don't even know each other.

-So?

Anyway, I've got a sense of who you are.

-I know a lot of things about you.

-Yeah? Like what?

For example

you like to look out at the sea, thinking.

And you like potato chips.

Now, wanna hook up?

Is this always how you approach people?

I like you.

And you like me too.

-How do you know that?

-You're still here.

I can't find the email

for tonight's reservation.

Can you forward it to me?

For Greece, talk to the agency,

and call me if they give you any trouble.

Claudia, where are you? Can you call me?

Have you seen my cream-colored blouse?

-Good afternoon.

-Afternoon.

Claudia, I'm in town looking for you.

I can't find you.

I'd like to talk to, so--

Fire to burn him

Fire to sing, fire

Cold is his stare

But it doesn't freeze me

Stone-cold heart

It doesn't scare my girl

My girl doesn't lose sleep over it

-A round of applause! Come here!

-Bravo!

Amazing, as always.

-Thank you.

-Am I right?

No! Thank you very much!

Perfect every time.

Try this.

Damn.

What? I thought you'd like it.

I'm not too crazy about mint.

But I actually like this one.

I can tell you made it.

-You good?

-Yeah, and it's got mint in it.

-Yeah.

-Strawberry too.

-I'm just saying--

-Let's play a game.

Spin the bottle.

You know the rules.

-Truth or kiss.

-Okay.

The person who spins gets to choose.

-Sounds fun.

-But those aren't the rules.

My bottle, my rules.

-Fair enough.

-You start, Raquel.

Who's it gonna be?

-So?

-Truth or kiss?

-Truth.

-Okay. I see now.

At any point this year,

did you wish you weren't dating Ares?

Not you.

The bottle pointed to him.

Ares, you ask the question.

-I don't get this.

-Why are we playing this game?

Just because it's fun.

-Okay, I'll go.

-Whose turn is it?

-What now?

-No way.

Spin again.

It's obvious who it's pointing at.

Truth or kiss?

But he can't answer.

He only speaks French.

It's a kiss, then.

He's down.

The bottle chooses, babe.

-What did he say?

-Okay. That's enough.

Be ready.

Let's see.

You cheated. It's rigged.

Oh my God.

-Dang.

-Check out the look on Raquel's face.

I'm gonna grab more mojitos.

Anyone want one?

-Sure, go hide.

-I'll get a bit of everything.

Come back, Yoshi!

sh*t.

Don't do this, please.

Raquel needs me up there.

Please. I'm begging you.

So, you go into the only place

on the boat with a lock,

and you don't use it?

That's proof you like me.

Want more proof?

Sure.

Cool.

I brought condoms.

How are things with your friend?

I could use a drink.

The whiskey's over there.

No matter who you pretend to be,

you're still our maid.

Oops.

What did I say? We can't both be redheads.

People will think you're family.

But you dye your hair.

You're fired.

Son, no--

Grab your things and leave.

Careful. Don't slip.

Okay. I'm up.

Your turn, Dani.

Truth.

Want to ask, Raquel?

That's cheating.

You said so earlier.

I'll do it, then. Give me a question.

This is wild.

Ask him if anyone else

has worn that shirt.

This is getting interesting.

Has anyone else ever worn that shirt?

I don't know.

You have to tell the truth.

I really don't know.

All right, then

Truth.

-Have you two slept together?

-Jesus, Raquel.

There's a picture of you

wearing that shirt.

Did you ever sleep with him?

f*ck my life.

I feel like an idiot.

Tears do wonders for your skin.

I'm gonna look fabulous.

You're the best. You know that, right?

He's here.

Can we talk?

Why? So you can fill me in on

all the details?

So I can explain.

Come here. Come.

When the shirt thing happened,

I was drunk.

Really drunk.

I don't remember anything.

All I remember is waking up next to Vera.

And she was wearing my shirt. That's it.

-So you're here because you felt guilty?

-No.

I came here because I wanted to see you.

To be with you.

Okay. Awesome.

So what happened?

You had sex with Vera

to realize you wanna be with me?

-Is that it?

-You know it's not that simple.

How should I know that?

You didn't tell Gregory

you had a boyfriend, did you?

-I didn't hide anything from him.

-I'm not attacking you.

Really? Well, it sure sounds like it.

-I'm just trying to explain.

-So do it already!

I had a shitty year.

Okay?

College was a lot harder than I thought,

and I felt like an idiot.

Every day I wondered

what the hell I was doing in Stockholm.

And if I even wanted to study medicine.

Then Vera came along.

She could see I was struggling.

And she helped me.

She was a good friend.

I met people through her.

We'd go out drinking.

Sometimes I overdid it.

Then the shirt thing happened.

I know I screwed up.

I really do.

But please try to understand.

I wish the problem was just that something

happened between you and Vera.

But what hurts the most

is that you didn't tell me

what you were dealing with before that.

I was just afraid of looking stupid.

Because you had doubts?

Feelings? Why?

Because I felt like you were out there

living your life, Raquel.

While I was just waiting for you to call.

Yoshua made me do it.

We're going out.

Let's see.

Oh my God.

But

-Imagine if your folks saw this.

-No one's going to.

Oh my God, Mr. Hidalgo!

Your son is gorgeous!

I mean, look at him!

Your son is oof.

Is Yoshi here?

Okay, truth?

It looks so hot.

Really? Isn't it kinda extra?

No way. Extra is sexy.

I think we should be

as extra as these nails tonight.

What if we hooked up with someone else?

-I'm okay the way we are.

-You sure?

It would be so easy

to find someone at the party.

I'm not going, Daniela.

It's more of a friends-only thing.

I don't want to intrude.

No way you'd be intruding, silly.

Besides, I'd rather stay home.

But you go and have fun.

Yep. I'm gonna have a blast.

While you stay home,

bored out of your skull.

Guess where we can go.

Come on. Guess.

Keys to the lighthouse.

I catch the fireworks

from there every year.

If you want, you can come with me,

and we'll watch them together.

It seems far, but it's only minutes away.

It's just down the road.

I already have plans with my friends

to go to the party on the beach.

All right.

I thought you didn't mean

to scream her name.

But I see I was wrong.

-No, I

-How many people have you passed up?

Hey, Anna. What's up?

Wait.

What's wrong with her?

Nothing.

-Hey. You ready to party?

-Yep.

-Coming.

-Let's go.

-Okay.

-We'll wait for you down there.

Shouldn't we go?

How about we go together?

Yeah, no.

Here's to us!

I love you all so much!

Are you crying?

-I'll grab more drinks, okay?

-He's crying.

He's drunk already.

So, what now?

-I'll be right back.

-Wait.

Is this why you wanted me to come?

Steer clear of the bar, okay?

I know how you are.

-I'VE BEEN HORNY ALL DAY

-LOL. NO WORRIES. WE'LL FIX THAI figured you'd be here.

You came.

That's you, right?

They don't have

non-alcoholic beer, hon. Here.

So I just won't drink 'cause you know.

I'm Mara.

Mara Codina

from Claudia's master's program.

This is my husband, Eduard.

It's so nice to meet you.

-A real pleasure.

-Yeah.

We've heard so much about you.

-So much.

-Yeah.

The water's so great.

Well, a bit salty for me,

but it's still nice.

You coming in?

Don't make me pull you in

with your clothes on.

Wanna know a secret?

Okay, look. The truth?

When the shirt thing happened,

we just slept.

But now we're free to do more.

How come you lied?

During the game.

Why?

I didn't, Ares.

It's your fault

you let your reaction speak for you.

It's your bar. You so know where they are.

-Sure, I know where--

-Raquel, I got us drinks.

Hey, Yoshi. What's up?

Where's Daniela?

I'm not sure.

I'll be right back.

I thought the three of us

were gonna hang out.

We are. I'll just be right back.

-What about the drink?

-All yours.

Love you!

-What the hell, man?

-Isn't that the dude from last night?

Where's your bodyguard now, you clown?

Mara said you'd be here.

I want to stop acting like a Hidalgo

and start being the boyfriend you deserve.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Why'd you do it?

You're really gonna put all this on me?

If I played a part in any of this,

I'm not proud of it.

Proud or not, you can't deny

everything that happened last year.

I was lost.

I know.

I also know exactly how you feel.

Questioning your major, all that pressure

your family's expectations.

It's easy to stop being a Hidalgo.

Being the boyfriend I deserve is harder.

Much harder.

I deserve a lot.

Good night, Artemis.

I--

Ares, we get each other

because we're from the same world.

Did I do something?

I don't want this.

I thought I did,

but now I realize I don't.

But

Goddammit.

Hey! He stole my f*cking keys!

You son of a b*tch!

This trip's turning out so great!

Goodness.

My bike!

Catch him! Step on it!

You g*dd*mn thief!

-Hey!

-Go!

Slow down, prick!

I told you to stop!

f*cking stop already!

Slow down, you shithead!

We almost got him. Keep going!

Stop!

Faster!

What's wrong?

Oh sh*t! Holy f*ck!

Call an ambulance!

It's Yoshi! Come on!

sh*t.

Yoshi, can you hear me?

Yoshi, talk to me.

Please.

Come on, Yoshi.

Yoshi, come on.

Help!

Come on, man.

Come on, Yoshi.

Yoshi, come on!

Help!

-What the hell happened?

-Holy sh*t, Borja.

Where's Yoshi?

What happened?

-We called an ambulance.

-What? Did you see what happened?

It was an accident.

-Accident? What did you do to him?

-I swear.

Where was he going, then?

Where is he?!

No! What are you doing?

Are you okay?

What happened?

-Yoshua stole a bike. We saw him--

-What bike?

Help!

-What about you? Huh? Hey!

-Calm down.

Anna, call an ambulance. Do something.

What did you do to him?

Come on.

Come on.

Yoshi, don't go, please.

I couldn't

Come here.

Yoshi's parents are over there.

I'm so sorry, Raquel.

We're all devastated.

His best friend and future wife.

He was always such a special boy.

And he dared to be himself

because you were there for him.

Thank you, Raquel.

Thank you for taking care of him

all these years.

Do you remember Raquel?

You can go in now.

See you inside.

Raquel, why is he dressed like that?

They dressed him in black?

Yoshi hates black suits.

They can't do this.

Yoshi hates black.

You see?

-Who dressed him like this?

-Relax.

Yoshi can't be dressed like this!

-Yoshi--

-Calm down, okay?

That's my friend in there.

Who the hell are you?

Let's get some air.

I don't want to!

I don't want to!

Does my crying bother you?

Does it?

Of course it does.

You can't stand feelings, right?

-You put walls up, and that's it.

-Stop.

No, that's what you always do.

Put walls up.

What do you want me to do?

Save him!

f*cking save him!

Damn it.

If there's anyone you should've saved

in this entire world, it was him.

I mean

What is it, Ares?

Talk!

Say something.

Say it.

I could have saved him

if I didn't spend all year on my phone.

Okay, well

Then I guess it's my fault

that Yoshi's dead.

Well, you did ditch him

to go off with Gregory.

On behalf of our family,

I want to thank you very much

for being here tonight.

I'm three months

and four days older than you.

So I always thought

you'd be giving the speech at my funeral.

I imagined you standing over my coffin,

and the truth is, I liked that idea.

I liked it, I think,

because I could never imagine

even a second of my life without you.

And I still can't make sense of

how or why

but now that second has turned into hours

and days, and soon it'll turn into years.

You left us so much sooner

than we wanted, Yoshi.

You and I still had so much left to do.

I wish we could just hang out later

and go to a movie.

Or lock ourselves

in the library to study for exams.

I wish I just had one more second

to tell you that I'm sorry.

You once told me

that boyfriends might come and go

but friends are forever.

I believed you.

I really thought we'd have forever.

So I spent so much of my time

with the wrong people.

I focused on what was temporary,

and now I'm lost without

what we were supposed to have forever.

Even though you spent your life trying

to prove the opposite,

friends do leave you.

Like you left.

But I will learn how to love

I'll be the partner you deserve.

without excuses and with no conditions.

It was you who taught us

how to love each other.

You were the most loyal friend.

The strongest.

Just the best.

Maybe that's what you meant

when you said we'd always have each other.

Because forgetting you

would be impossible.

Coming?

When life's going well,

no one stops to question it.

But when things go wrong,

people question what they've done.

And this year,

I've questioned myself a lot.

I think about the reasons

that I came to Stockholm every night.

Sometimes I swear I want to forget them.

But I can't.

Not anymore.

Because things aren't just wrong.

They're broken.

HI RAQUEL. HOW ARE YOU?

I'M SORRY

Now I know why I'm here.

ARE YOU IN STOCKHOLM?

TEXT ME BACK, PLEASE.

It's so I don't make the same mistakes.

Or let things go wrong.

Ever again.

RE: THROUGH MY WINDOW

"Hi, Raquel."

"We read your manuscript,

Through My Window."

"We loved it and believe it would make

a great addition to our YA collection,

so we're interested in publishing it."

"Your agent, Yoshua Garca,

sent us your contact information

so we could reach out directly."

"Hello. This is Yoshua Garca,

literary agent to Raquel Mendoza."

"My client has written a novel,

but she's hesitant to send it over

in the case that you're not interested."

"As her agent, I'm sending it myself

because I'm confident you'll enjoy it."

"It's a fantastic novel.

You'll find it attached here."

"I love the main character."

"Once you've finished,

feel free to contact Raquel directly."

If you don't hear back,

you can get in touch with

my assistant, Daniela Fernndez.

Here are their email addresses.

-Best regards, Yoshi.

-"Yoshi."

Honey, there's a boy downstairs

asking to see you.

Someone named Gregory.

-Should I send him up?

-Do you want me to go?

No. I'd rather you don't.

I'll call him another day.

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COMING SOON

THROUGH MY WINDOW: LOOKING

IT ALL BEGAN WITH A GOODBYE.

THROUGH MY WINDOW: LOOKING AT YOU