The photograph refused to leave Lily's mind.
Even after Ethan set his phone down.
Even after the silence returned.
Even after the rain outside softened into a distant whisper against the windows.
She couldn't stop staring at the image.
A younger version of herself stood beside an unfamiliar woman.
The picture looked old.
Very old.
Taken long before university.
Long before Ethan.
Long before any of this.
Yet somehow it had found its way back into her life.
And judging by Ethan's expression...
The photograph wasn't a coincidence.
"Do you know her?"
Ethan asked quietly.
Lily looked closer.
The woman's face felt familiar.
Not familiar enough to remember.
But familiar enough to make her uneasy.
"I don't know."
Her voice sounded uncertain.
"I feel like I should."
Ethan sat
