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Ethan’s phone buzzed on the counter. A text message lit up the screen.
Vanessa: Had such a fun day, babe. Can’t wait to see you tomorrow. Don’t forget the cologne I like.
He stared at the message until the letters blurred. It looked obscene now, like graffiti on a gravestone.
