| | Ink's POV:
As I put the picture aside and left the room it was then I realized the gravity of this situation,
Why does he have my picture, I mean I get that we're getting married but why from high school?
How'd did he get a hold of it? Did he do a background check on me? From the looks of it it was when I was 15, why would he keep it? And why does it have odd stains?
Out of curiosity I smelled it and it smelled putrid, I retracted my nose and just gagged and just stared at the wall for a moment, after a while I finally snapped out of it.
Error probably just looked through one of my old photos when I was still in college and found this one laying around and about, but that doesn't explain the stains, and the odd smell, maybe he accidentally got something on it and hidden it and forgot about it?
But some papers dated months ago surely he must have seen them and he isn't the type to just forget about it.
I was lost in my thoughts until I heard my phone ring, it was the first time I ever felt the slightest hint of anxiety that involved him of all people.
I answered and I was greeted by his signature "Hello sweetheart, did you miss me? " He does this every time he gets called into work when we're both together,
"Hi Error .." Error seemed to pause for a moment and used that same soothing voice he uses when he wants to calm me down, "Are you doing okay sweetheart?
"I'm fine Error, I was just done cleaning.." " I see," Error said
I took a deep breath and asked
"Error, when you get home, can we talk please?"
He paused, " why, is something wrong?"
I stuttered a bit and just started mumbling something incoherent, he understood right away it was an uncomfortable topic and said "you don't have to tell me now dear, we can have this conversation when I get home okay?" After a short paused , "Okay.."
He asked me a few more questions but seeing its going nowhere he hanged up, I held the phone for a while pondering if I should ask him or not, what am I thinking, im being overdramatic, im an adult and I should act like it! I said to myself.
Im going to confront him and I just pray it doesn't get too awkward..
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