Dear Ex, I'm More Than Your Plan B
The city blurred past, sleek towers, flashes of green, pedestrians drifting like ghosts along sidewalks, but her eyes weren’t on the scenery.
They were on her phone.
On them.
The photo Eira had sent glowed from her screen, slightly off center, like the moment had been captured in motion.
Eira was in the foreground, grinning wide, cheeks puffed, while Asher leaned in from behind, one brow raised in mock offense at his daughter’s silly face.
His hand rested on Eira’s shoulder, protective and gentle at once. His smile, crooked, effortlessly disarming, felt like it reached out and wrapped itself around Vera’s heart.
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