Chapter 1

We had been together for seven years.

Yet, I had never once appeared on his social media.

Whenever I asked, Ethan would tell me he just wasn't a social media person. He told me not to overthink it.

I believed him.

Even though it left a bitter taste in my mouth, I never brought it up again.

Until that night.

His phone lit up on the nightstand. I caught a fleeting glimpse of a notification—someone had liked his Instagram post.

Once he fell asleep, I picked up his phone.

My heart shattered.

He didn't hate social media. He had a private Instagram account with hundreds of posts.

He had blocked my main account, and my burner, from ever seeing it.

Every single one of those hundreds of posts featured the same girl.

Dates, road trips, birthdays—she was in all of them.

The latest post was uploaded just today. The caption read: *Happy 3rd Anniversary, my love.*

In the comments, someone asked, *"Three years of marriage and still this sweet?"*

Ethan replied: *"Forever and always."*

They got married three years ago.

But he and I? We had been together for seven years.

I stared at the screen for a long time. Then, I placed the phone back on the nightstand.

I didn't sleep at all that night.

When the sun came up, Ethan woke up. As usual, he leaned in to kiss me.

I turned my head away.

"Ethan, let's break up."