My fingers shook violently opening the envelope.
Inside was one sentence.
Alice, if you’re reading this, it’s time for the truth. Don’t trust Ryan. Play the last video.
My heartbeat stumbled.
I unlocked the phone.
Opened the gallery.
Pressed play.
Ryan appeared on the screen.
Younger.
But unmistakably Ryan.
Claire stood in front of him while he slid a ring onto her finger.
Then he kissed her.
The sound that escaped my throat didn’t feel human.
Before I could process it, another clip started.
Ryan in a restaurant leaning close to another woman.
Another clip.
Another woman.
Another.
Claire’s recordings were shaky, rushed, furious.
Megan covered her mouth.
“Oh my God.”
I couldn’t breathe.
Couldn’t think.
I grabbed the phone and left before collapsing completely.