Leo!”
Fred’s voice rang out from the hallway like a warning bell.
Leo looked up from the sheet of paper he’d been sketching on another floor plan for a ridiculous business expansion idea he knew he’d never execute.
Fred barged into the room, phone in hand, looking grave.
“Have you seen the post?”
Leo blinked. “What post?”
Fred threw his phone across the couch. “Check i********:. Now.”
Leo’s gut twisted, even before he reached for his own phone. Something about Fred’s tone had sucked all the oxygen out of the room.
“I don’t follow Jayden anymore,” Leo muttered, unlocking his screen with a practiced swipe. “I already blocked Elena too, months ago.”
Fred didn’t respond.
Leo typed “Zara Lane” into the search bar, but her profile didn’t show. Not even a greyed out version. It was like
