The moment Zayn got home, he felt relief... He released a breath he hadn’t known he’d been holding for five long years. The photo. That damned photo he’d seen at the get together, showing Mandy smiling with another man at a bar...it hadn’t been a weird stranger. It had been family.

A raw, shaky laugh escaped him, echoing in the quiet house. He’d built a fortress of resentment around that image. It had been the final brick, sealing his conviction that she was being ...