He Left His Wife for a Luxury Birthday Trip

Muffled.

Coming from the nursery.

He followed the noise with trembling hands.

My phone was trapped beneath the edge of the changing table, its screen cracked, its battery almost dead.

Thirty-seven missed calls.

None of them from him.

The latest one came from an unknown number.

Ryan stared at the screen as if it had accused him out loud.

Then he noticed the notifications still showing.

His own video from Aspen.