He was in the shower, so I instinctively picked it up.
The message was from someone named "Niece."
[Uncle~ I bought a new outfit. Will you come see it tomorrow night?]
A photo followed immediately after.
Curiosity got the better of me and I clicked on it.
Seeing that this "Niece" was the only friend he had on this account, I believed this was his second one.
Thing about it, my heart pounded. At first, I tried to reason with myself, searching for an innocent explanation. But then I saw the picture.
The girl was in nothing but lingerie. Her face wasn’t visible, only her upper body—one that looked disturbingly underdeveloped.
With trembling hands, I scrolled up through their chat history. He shared nearly everything with her—his daily life, his thoughts... even me.
On the surface, their conversations seemed normal, just friendly banter. But as his girlfriend, I could see the undertones, the moments that felt off.
Like last New Year’s Eve. After work, I deliberately stayed up late just to greet him at exactly midnight. But he didn’t reply for half an hour. Back then, I had assumed he was busy with his family.
But now I knew the truth.
Before midnight, he had been playing video games with her.