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God, I’d wanted to believe him.

The screen vibrated.

You?

Three dots.

Or himself?

Something inside me recoiled.

Another message appeared.

He let you into his bed.

My throat tightened.

Into his heart.

I stared.

Waited.

I shouldn’t have.

Why not his past?

Tears blurred the screen. Because I didn’t have an answer.

Then…

Have you found it?

My thumb hovered uselessly above the screen.

Another message.

Beneath the study.

My pulse stopped.

Beneath…

I slowly lifted my head.

The study.

Another message.

He keeps the truth below you.

Nothing else.

No dots.

No explanation.

Gone.