The shimmering water reflected two figures: Sybil and another, slightly blurred but unmistakably Gresham, his posture so familiar. Between them was a hand-drawn heart. The caption read: If missed chances could be relived, if broken mirrors could be mended, then love conquers all and leads to a perfect ending.
Oh, she was making it clear enough. Hinting at her own happy-ever-after with him. I hadn't expected them to move so fast. Were they about to go public?
Smirking, I liked the post and added a comment: Blessings locked. Then, without a second thought, I unfollowed and blocked them both. And Gresham, too, for good measure. I even blocked his number. Done with them. Next time those two posted their lovey-dovey nonsense, I wouldn't even see it.
The light was perfect. I closed my eyes,
