It revealed that the world had never been that shape at all.

He had built it, wall by wall, around me — and lived, himself, in a much larger house.

Chapter 3 — I Brought You Dinner

Gavin slammed the laptop shut, far too late, and rounded on me.

“What are you doing here?”

Not are you okay. Not I’m sorry. He was angry — at me, for having seen it.

I held up the thermal bag.

“You said you’d be working late,” I said, and my voice came out even, almost gentle.