The officers asked for recent photos of Clara to aid their search. Adam opened his phone gallery and began scrolling quickly. But every single picture he had of her was months old. He insisted he’d taken newer photos recently, but his screen only showed empty spaces where their latest memories should have been saved.
They checked her online profiles next. All her latest posts were generic, meaningless snapshots—no photos of the two of them, no personal updates, nothing that linked her to Adam or their shared life together. The officers’ expressions shifted subtly, noticing all the obvious gaps without saying a word out loud.
