There are moments when your entire life divides into « before » and « after, » and mine began with something I was never meant to find. By the time I realized what I was watching, I knew there was no going back.
The house was quiet in that late morning way I’d come to love, sunlight sliding across the wooden floors. I stood by the mantel and ran my thumb along the edge of Sean’s and my wedding photo, the one where he’s laughing so hard his eyes disappear.
