Fifty Eight

I was restless during the trip. The contents of the photograph cannot be removed from my mind. Maybe it was just a prank.

There is only one person with the name Cheska. The one Cairen told me about was Zach's ex-girlfriend. I'm not sure if it was from her. Surely, the one who sent me the box was to make fun of me, and the name was common.

I turned to face Zach, who was sitting in a chair facing me, but his gaze was fixed on the laptop, where his attention was.

We were traveling on a private plane owned by his grandfather, and it was my first time to ride this one instead of the common economy class flight I usually fly with.

The photo content of Cairen's pregnancy, the hospital name where she checked up, and the date when. And it was six years ago, after their graduation.

Is it really a prank? I can't think of anybody doing it.

And is unlikely to be true. Cairen didn't say anything to me, and it was even more impossible for that to happen. It was just a prank that I didn't need