After pressing send, Chloe took a second glance at the photo she’d just shared. She thought she looked quite nice and found it hard to believe that her modeling assignments were dwindling. There was a time when she used to turn down jobs as she was overbooked… Suddenly, she spotted a detail that filled her with dread.

“No way!”, she gasped aloud, frozen in her living room, her eyes glued to her phone. She saw something in the photo that she knew would infuriate John. Her fingers raced across the phone’s keyboard, frantic to rectify the situation, when the screen abruptly faded to black. Her battery had died. John was about to land and see that photo.

It was too late to turn back…