Kitty had just plopped down in front of her vanity when she remembered the package that arrived yesterday morning. She''d been so swamped she almost forgot about it. "Hey, could you open it up and see what it is?" she asked casually.


    Rorie nodded and went over to grab the small box. It didn''t take him long to open it. As he pulled out the contents, he said, "Looks like some photos..."


    But his words trailed off as soon as he glimpsed the first photo, his face turning stormy in a sh.


    Kitty was applying a face mask and raised an eyebrow when Rorie stopped mid- sentence. "What photos?" she asked, curiosity piqued.


    Silence.


    She nced up at the mirror, observing Rorie''s every move and his shifting expression, a knot of unease tightening in her stomach. That''s when it hit her— she hadn''t ordered anything onlely.


    She got up quickly and walked over to her husband. "Rorie, what''s going on?"


    Rorie''s eyes were dark with anger. Before Kitty could even get a good look, he lost it, flinging the photos at her, sending them scattering across the floor.


    "Kitty, you''ve really done it this time!" His outburst made her flinch. Instinctively, she bent down to pick up a photo. The moment she saw it, her fingers trembled, and the photo slipped from her grasp.


    How could it be *that* photo?


    Her mind went nk as she stared at the other photos strewn across the floor, too stunned to pick them up and defend herself.


    Rorie, seeing her reaction, grew even more upset. "Who''s the guy in these photos?"


    When his using question finally registered, Kitty snapped back to reality. She looked up at him, desperate to exin. "Rorie, these aren''t real. Someone''s trying


    to set me up. After all these years, don''t you know me better than this?"


    Rorie let out a bitterugh, his voice dripping with anger and betrayal. "Fake photos, huh?"


    He snatched a few of the photos, holding them up to emphasize the crystal-clear, all-too-real images. "Do you think I''m an idiot?"


    Kitty shook her head, not even noticing the face mask slipping off as she pleaded, "No, it''s not true. It''s not me..."


    Rorie scoffed, disgusted, and turned away without another word.


    Kitty reached out, grabbing his arm in desperation. "Please, you have to believe me. These aren''t real."


    Rorie shook her off, not interested in hearing more, and walked out without looking back.


    Kitty followed him, but he ignored her and soon drove off, leaving her standing there.


    Feeling lost and hollow, Kitty wandered back to her room. Themotion must have been loud because Yara, who was working on her thesis in her room, popped her head out to see what was going on.