Chapter 3

The photo dropped on the dinner table like a bomb, blowing up the whole scene.

Emma's curses stopped instantly. She grabbed her phone, holding it close, her cloudy eyes locked onto the screen, barely blinking.

Bob's face turned ashen, and his breathing grew rough and heavy.

Edward and Fiona were just as stunned, their jaws practically hitting the floor.

Henry's face lost all color. He rushed over to grab the phone, but I kicked him in the shin, making him stagger back a few steps.

"Charlotte, you actually followed me?" he spat, his voice dripping with resentment.

"I did more…