My stomach dropped. We hadn't seen each other last night. He said he was working late.
I picked up the phone to confront him. And that's when it happened.
Face ID unlocked.
For me.
His phone was set up to recognize my face. But I'd never set it up. We'd only been living together for two months. He always kept his phone locked, private. "Work stuff," he'd say.
So why did my face open it?
I didn't have time to think. I just started reading.
The messages with "B" went back seven months. Photos, voice notes, plans. Date nights at restaurants I'd never been to. Trips to places he'd told me were "business travel."