‘It’s him,’ she growls, and I know she’s referring to Finn. She barely forgave him for cheating on me but has point-blankly refused to even say his name since he moved into Emma’s house. ‘I’ve left him on the doorstep where he belongs, next to the wheelie bin. He likes to recycle, doesn’t he?’ It takes me a beat to identify this as a thinly veiled dig at his and Emma’s reconciliation.
