The photo was innocent. His reaction wasn’t.
One quiet afternoon ride, one borrowed saddle, and a pair of carved initials I barely noticed shattered the calm I thought we had. His text went cold. His silence grew louder. By the time I walked through our front door, I had no idea that a tiny detail in that picture was about to rip open old wo… Continues…
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