Emma barely slept.The picture from the unknown number kept replaying in her mind.Liam.And the woman.Standing side by side.Smiling.Her eyes burned from crying.She had spent half the night zooming in on the image, looking for clues.Was it recent?Old?Who was she?Why would someone send her that picture?And most importantly...Why had Liam lied?Her phone vibrated.Liam.Emma stared at the screen.She wanted to answer.She wanted to scream.She wanted answers.Instead, she declined the call.A few seconds later, it rang again.And again.Finally, she switched off her phone.She wasn't ready.Not yet.By afternoon, Emma sat alone in her apartment.She couldn't eat.Couldn't focus.Couldn't stop thinking.A knock interrupted her thoughts.She opened the door.Noah.His eyes immediately softened."You look terrible."Emma forced a smile."Good afternoon to you too."He held up two paper bags."I brought lunch.""I'm not hungry.""I know."He walked inside."And that's exactly why
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