(Nathaniel)
I took the phone from Amelia and opened the photograph. It had been taken from across the street, far enough away that whoever took it hadn't wanted to be noticed. Amelia was holding Ethan's hand while I walked a few steps behind them. The message beneath it made the photograph worse.
"Don't delete anything."
"I won't."
Amelia came closer. "Nathaniel, someone followed us."
"I know."
I sent the number and photograph to Daniel. Then I sent him screenshots of Emilia's messages and told him I wanted both looked into. I wasn't going to accuse Emilia without proof. But I wasn't ignoring the timing either.
"Could the same person have sent both pictures?" Amelia asked.
"Maybe."
She looked toward Ethan's room. "He goes to school tomorrow."
I understood immediately.
"I don't w
