My Ex Heard One Name at the Airport and Started Running

passports slid back and forth, my phone kept feeding me the collapse.

Adrian yelling.

Beatriz calling Chloe filth in language so old it sounded inherited.

Vanessa trying to salvage things by blaming the doctor, then the clinic, then “jealous people.”

Tomas, bizarrely, asking where the champagne had gone.

I would’ve laughed if the next message hadn’t hit continue reading …