Chapter 22

Ethan and I lived in his apartment by the lake. It was spacious, yet simply decorated, filled with books, design blueprints, and architectural models. We often made breakfast together on weekend mornings; he fried the eggs, I toasted the bread. Afterward, he would draw in his study, and I would handle work on the sofa nearby.

Sometimes we argued—over small things, like him always forgetting to pu