Callan

“What?” I shouldn't have even had to ask.

“Miss Fletcher has some new posts.” David said tentatively and my eyes shot to him and waited for him to finish and when he didn't, I snapped.

“And?” 

Instead of telling me, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and pulled something up for me to look at.

I almost didn't see it because she posted a bunch of fashion shit after it but when I scrolled, my thumb stopped the page. It was a picture of her standing with some asshole, close enough that their heads were touching and she has gone as far as cutting someone else out...