"I-I don't know. Maybe? I've seen her there. And on the subway... and on the street outside the apartment. And that night, at the New Years Eve party. She's always kept her distance, before, so I thought maybe she was just... I don't know."

She looked down at her hands, the ragged cuts on her fingertips. "I... I think I broke something, back at the studio. Maybe my compact, I don't... God, I don't remember."