At first, I didn’t feel much, almost numb to it all. I even gave it a like.
But before long, that post disappeared. Deleted, likely because Kael forgot to set it to “Only Me” visibility.
I had never been the type to snoop through his phone, but a few days ago, curiosity got the better of me. When his phone lit up, I couldn’t resist a quick glance.
I opened Instagram and scrolled, and each post was marked “Only Me.”
Every single one was about Kaia. Memories of them, even from six years ago, still held a sacred place in his heart.
And in that moment, I knew. I had lost.
A smile tugged at my lips, a bittersweet expression of resignation.
“I didn’t see it. What post? What did you share?”
Kael studied my face closely. When he saw nothing out of the ordinary, he let out a quiet sigh of relief.
“Skylar, just wait for me. There’s only one more day, and Kaia can be discharged from the hospital.”
“Once her eyes are treated, I’ll make sure she moves out of our place. After that, we can finally spend some quality time together.”
I couldn’t suppress the smirk that tugged at my lips.