Chapter 4

Like lovers everyone in the world would root for.

I looked away, went back to my bed, and reached under my pillow for my phone.

The screen lit up, and my wallpaper was a picture of Liam and me.

It was taken on our third wedding anniversary. He was actually smiling in the photo, something he rarely did, with his arm around my shoulders.

I used to treat that photo like a treasure.

Now, looking at it, all I felt was bitter irony.

I opened the messaging app, and the recipient was still saved as "Honey."

I stared at the…