“But then he asked if I wanted to make him feel good. He said if I really liked him I’d want him to be happy, and I fucking believed that shit.” I shook my head. “I know better. I really do. But I was so caught up in him and he did things with me that he didn’t actually enjoy, like watching The Great British Bake Off, or going to local author readings, so surely I could do something for him, right?”