Sherrill Caprarola

My boyfriend sent me a photo from his hotel room. He was smiling on the bed. “Wish you were here.” I zoomed in because something behind him caught my attention. There was a woman standing in the bathroom doorway. I called him. He answered immediately. “What?” I asked, “Who is that behind you?” He laughed. “There’s nobody here.” I sent him the photo. He stopped talking. Then he said, “Baby…” “What?” “I took that picture before I checked into the hotel.” I stared at the photo again. The woman was gone. But now there was something else. Written on the bathroom mirror: