The Wallpaper Never Lies
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It started with a polite Facebook follow. My husband Tom’s new administrative assistant, Emily, had friended me after the company holiday party. She seemed sweet—early twenties, always posting about her cats and brunch spots. I didn’t think much of it. I barely knew her.
That Thursday afternoon, I was scrolling through my feed while waiting for a pot of tea to steep. A selfie of Emily appeared: her face in the mirror, phone held up, winking at the camera. The caption read: “Finally Friday Eve! Feeling myself.” I almost scrolled past. Then my eyes snagged on the background.
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