The timestamp showed 8:43 p.m., eleven days before Julian filed for divorce.

Noah must have left the camera on the bookshelf beside the breakfast nook.

The frame was crooked, half filled by a ceramic fruit bowl.

Julian stood by the island with Eleanor and Chloe.

His face was clear.

So were their voices.

“Tell him she gets confused,” Julian said.

“Tell him his mother forgets things.