The Dare That Ended Us
I felt a deep, bitter disappointment, but couldn’t resist asking the question I had buried in my heart.
“You used to date him, didn’t you? You chose me because I was the one most like him, right?”
Clara was silent.
“Who told you that?” she finally asked.
Tears welled in her eyes and spilled over despite herself.
I took a deep breath, pulled out my phone, and showed her a video.
It had been sent from an unknown number, yet the angle was startlingly clear.
In a dimly lit bar corridor, Ethan, probably drunk, was being supported by Clara as they walked outside.