Page 74 of Reclaiming Love

“What did you think was on here?” He put them into his bag.

“Oh—you know. More pictures. But there’s nothing on there. It’s all software.” She looked at her watch, and then wiped her face with her hands. “I’d better go,” she said, gulping down her coffee. She looked at him, waiting for his next move.

“I’m here for you. In case you want to talk about it, ever.”

“I wanted you to know that I’m not a cheating, two-timing kind of girl.”

He got up and picked up his backpack. “I kind of always knew that. That’s why what happened lately threw me for a loop.” He hesitated. “Did you want to at least swap numbers, or something?” His voice was hopeful, because he wanted to be there for her.

“Sure,” she said, getting out her cell.

But all the same he wondered. Why would a girl like Melissa break into her ex’s apartment, and for photos that she said were harmless?

Just how bad were they?

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