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“Oh!” I said suddenly, as if just remembering.
“I brought something back from Chicago. Thought you’d enjoy a little presentation.”
The first photo filled the screen showing Madison in my robe, sitting on my bed in my bedroom.
Her fork clattered against her plate while Daniel’s wine glass froze halfway to his lips, suspended in complete disbelief.
“That’s interesting!” I said conversationally. “I don’t remember taking this.”
The next image appeared showing her legs stretched across my sheets, followed by screenshots of their text messages with “my lion” and other pet names and promises. Every intimate detail of their affair was displayed in high definition.
Daniel’s face had gone completely white.
Madison’s hands were shaking so hard she couldn’t hold her napkin.
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