# Chapter 31
**NATHAN**
I'm three steps from my car when my phone buzzes, and it doesn't stop.
Marcus first. Then a text from a number I don't have saved but recognize anyway—one of the guys from the team. Then Marcus again.
**Marcus:** yo did you see tylers post
I almost don't open it. Part of me already knows I don't want to see whatever it is. But I open it anyway, because not knowing is worse.
It's a photo of Sophie. This morning, walking up to Riverside's front door in her work apron, backpack slung over one shoulder, caught mid-step like she has no idea anyone's watching. The caption underneath, in Tyler's handle: *some people never learn.*
I stand there in the parking lot with my thumb hovering over the screen, and something in my chest goes cold and then hot all at once.
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