“Wait Ruby!” Daniel shouted after me, and I nearly tripped over my skirts turning back to face him.
“Daniel, this is important to me. I–” I started, but he pulled out a small envelope from within his jacket pocket, his eyes urging me to open it.
“I don’t want to keep you for the rest of the party, but I really think you’re going to want to see this,” he said.
I took it from him and flipped it over in my hands, whatever was inside felt heavier than paper. “What is it?” I asked.
“Pictures,” he said simply, gesturing me on. “They were incredibly difficult to take, but after I started getting suspicious I had to be sure.”
I raised an eyebrow and tore open the back. Stacked in a neat cluster were dozens of photos of Harper and Lucas’s gamma, the one from the market!
