I ended the video call and opened my chat history with Zach as my hands shook. When I scrolled up, all I saw were my messages.I had sent sunsets, sweet and sour ribs from the cafeteria, and orange cats crouched by the road. He didn't say much in the chat, just a few things here and there. One "yeah" every few hours. One "okay" every couple of days. Sometimes, only a sticker.I exited the messaging app and opened his Facebook.The background photo had changed. Previously, it was a photo of the two of us on New Year's Eve. Now, it was a group photo from an award ceremony.Amy stood on his right, their heads tilted slightly toward each other like the perfect partners.My eyes burned. I blinked hard, trying to hold it in, but the tears fell first.Just as I was about to lock the screen, Amy's message popped up at the top of my phone.[Megan, I've thought about this for a long time, but I still think I should tell you. If you really care about Zach, stop sending him those random upd
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