As I unlocked my screen, a notification caught my eye.
Edmund had just posted something. I clicked the notification, and my heart sank.
There was a photo of Ophelia gently blowing on a cut on his finger, her face full of concern and affection.
The caption read: [Cut my finger while fixing the pipes. Someone rushed over to check on me. Is this what being someone's favorite feels like?]
I stared at the screen and let out a sarcastic laugh.
I typed back: [Well, here's wishing you two a lifetime of happiness and plenty of kids!]
After hitting send, I blocked and deleted him from my friend list.
Then, I forwarded the divorce paper and the paternity test results to the family group chat, mentioning Ophelia.
[@Ophelia, sign the papers or I'll file for divorce. Your call.]
