The second I mentioned my dad, Miles went completely silent. I guess it’s hard to say much when your own father is the reason mine’s gone.

“There’s no meatball in this world I’ll ever like again,” I said, staring at the ones Dorian had made. I tried to sound indifferent, like it didn’t bother me, but inside, my mind was screaming: Don’t let Miles figure it out. Don’t give anything away about Dorian.

Because now? I was certain. Dorian was ...