HENRY POV
The last few hours had been nothing short of a f*****g nightmare. The weight of what I saw earlier sat heavy on my chest, a constant reminder of the chaos that had started with a few innocent pictures—pictures that, for a moment, made me feel like I was drowning in disbelief.
I could still feel the burning in my gut, the cold rush of shock, when those goddamn images appeared on my phone. The first ones, the ones of Maria laughing at the café with Sam, those didn’t hit as hard. I could rationalize them. I could see Maria being... well, Maria. She was friendly, she was kind. I knew Sam. I trusted him. No, those pictures were nothing. Just a couple of friends hanging out.
But then came the one—the one that ripped my f*****g heart in two.
Maria. Naked. With James.
My vision went
