I wake up to Nora placing a tray of homemade soup on a table beside the bed and realize I fell asleep again, another sign that I have a virus. The movie is still playing, so I mustn’t have been out for too long. I move to sit up as Jake’s hands come from beside me, lifting the cushions and helping me to sit.

He’s on the bed next to me on top of the covers in sweats and a T-shirt with a mountain of files scattered beside him. It almost feels normal, like before any of this mess ...