Elio had grown tired of trying to get her to talk to him. She had deliberately gotten her AirPods to block her ears from hearing him spill everything he was spilling to his and the room's hearing.
After their fight the previous night, he had gone for a stroll to his usual spot and had sat on the rock that gave him a perfect view of the neighborhood.
While he watched and allowed the night breeze blow him into calmness, he had thought about the cause of their fight and had blamed himself.
Dahlia is an adult, he had thought and had the right to choose who she'd love to be with and who she didn't want. She owed him no explanation about anything she wanted to do and he doesn't have the right to expect her to get his permission before making any decision she wanted to make.
He was only telling her he didn't have control over his emotions and it made him seem immature.
