The photograph stayed on Amelia’s phone screen for hours.
She had stared at it so long that the image had almost become meaningless.
A woman standing beside Ethan.
A woman smiling at him.
A woman who looked like she belonged in a part of his life Amelia had never known existed.
Sophia.
The name felt unfamiliar.
But the message felt intentional.
Someone wanted her to see it.
Someone wanted her to doubt.
Ethan entered the bedroom and immediately noticed her expression.
“What happened?”
Amelia looked up.
For a moment, she considered hiding the phone.
But she remembered something.
Trust.
The thing they had both been fighting to rebuild.
She handed it to him.
“Ethan.”
His face changed the moment he saw the photograph.
Not confusion.
Recognition.
And that hurt her more.
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