The download wizard was initiated. The following status was observed:

The second file unpacked. This one was a 3D model of the house he’d designed for Mara—the one they never built because the client went bankrupt. In the model, the walls were wrong. The living room was a bathroom. The nursery was a supply closet. He realized, with a lurch, that the software hadn’t copied his blueprint. It had copied her memory of it. The disappointment she never voiced.