Chapter 17

Yolanda had instinctively blurted out whatever came to mind. "Let me see it, then," came Frederick's response. As she tried to lunge for the phone, Frederick lifted it in the air, preventing her from even coming close. The unlocked screen happened to reveal her WhatsApp account. Frederick casually scrolled through the messages. Upon inspection, everything looked normal at first. But then he spotted a familiar number with no contact label. He knew that number by heart. It was Minerva's. With a grim face, he opened the thread. The messages were a mixture of cruel taunts and provocative videos. His heart dropped when he saw the most recent one—it was dated the night he had planned to propose to Minerva. The background of the video was unmistakable. It was that bar he had visited far too many times to count. Frederick couldn't even bring himself to hit play. He already knew exactly what kind of things he had done that night, and he wasn't ready to relive it. As he scrolled up, th