I had a scan in a cloud folder labelled house documents because I had needed it for a mortgage refinance.

Three. The text message from nine forty that morning.

Four. Screenshots of the engagement announcement in the class group chat, including the timestamp, which was the eleventh of January.

And it was at number four that the night stopped being about a wedding.

Because I opened the photographs.

The announcement was a set of six engagement photographs, posted by Giselle on the eleventh of January, which I had scrolled past at a traffic light.