Leo looked up from his bed, guilty before she even spoke.
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Leo nodded. “Okay.”
Brianna Beach never thought she’d be the type to snoop. But lately, Leo had been different—distant, jumpy, hiding his phone screen whenever she walked into the kitchen. He’d come home for winter break on December 29th, claiming he missed her cooking. But he barely ate. He smiled less. Leo looked up from his bed, guilty before she even spoke
The phone powered on. A single unfamiliar app sat on the home screen: a gray icon with no name. She tapped it. We come first
Brianna set the phone down, hands trembling. Then she walked to his room and knocked.
Every text she’d ever deleted. Every worried Google search ( “chest pain when stressed” , “can you die from a broken heart” , “how to tell your son you’re lonely” ). Every frantic late-night message to her sister about bills, about Leo pulling away, about feeling invisible.