NIRELLE

The first movie is cut short by an urgent call. I look at him as he stands up and walks to the far corner of the room to take the call. I try to act as if sitting alone was not crippling me with fear. He comes back a bit later with a sorry expression on his face.

"You can keep watching it; I have to leave for something important," he says, sounding vague, but he does not owe me an explanation on what he does with his time, so I nod, trying to understand. "You can stay here and watch the ...