Ethan pulled his wallet out of the jeans hanging in the closet.
He carefully retrieved an old micro SD card, over 15 years old, and inserted it into his phone. His heart pounded as he anxiously waited, hoping the card would still work after all these years. But a notification flashed on the screen: Error reading micro SD card.
“Damn it, it’s not working, Lily. What do we do now?” Ethan asked, his voice tinged with disappointment.
Lily leaned closer to check his phone. Without hesitation, she took the micro SD card out and walked toward the bathroom.
“What are you doing with that?” Ethan asked, following her.
He watched in disbelief as Lily dipped the micro SD card into a glass of water.
“What the hell, Lily? Are you crazy? That’s the only proof I have to clear my dad’s name and get m
