She Sent the Wrong Screenshot

I thought it was just a girls’ weekend in Miami, so I wasn’t

worried when my phone buzzed with a message from her, but then my

heart froze — she had accidentally sent me a screenshot of her messages with

some other man, his flirty texts and laughing emojis staring back at me,

proof I wasn’t meant to see, and as I scrolled through the conversation,

my stomach sank; she was still on the trip, probably laughing on the beach or

at a hotel bar, but here she was, texting me while

hiding everything else, and I couldn’t stop staring at the screen, reading lines like