The video appeared on a Sunday evening.
Mia was in her apartment — her apartment, still new enough that she thought of it that way, still slightly surprised by the pleasure of walking through a door that was hers — reading through the spring curriculum materials and eating leftover soup from the pot on the stove, when Sarah texted:
*Don't watch it alone. I'm coming over.*
Twenty minutes later Sarah arrived with wine she hadn't been asked to bring and sat on the couch and turned her laptop to face Mia with the expression of someone who has already watched something difficult and is now required to watch a person she loves receive it.
Ethan had posted a video to his personal i********: account. Eleven minutes long. Shot in what appeared to be his home office — bookshelves behind him, the
