So Wrong. Part 9

It wasn’t until I replaced the milk and shut the fridge that I noticed it. Patrick had a dozen or so photos and papers up on the refrigerator door, but now I saw one partially covered that made my heart stop. I recognized it.

Carefully I pulled it off and looked closer at it. It was a picture Chloe had in their living room because it was the only one of the three of us where I was actually smiling, and she and Patrick looked so loving and happy. It was taken not too long before they were married.

But now I noticed something. I never took the time or care of paying attention to it before, and apparently neither had Chloe. She had her arm around him and was lovingly laughing happily at something as she looked at him with big, content eyes. I was standing next to her, more of a good-humored smirk than a smile on my face.

Patrick looked a man in love. Chloe still kept the photo because of that expression, even if she had put it away in a box and only took it out when