Mia blinked. She’d never seen this before. A glitch? A new feature? Curiosity prickled her skin. She tapped .

Her finger trembled as she scrolled past November. A group chat with her college friends. It was mostly silent now, save for one person sharing a meme every few days. But in the backup, the chat was a roaring river of gifs, arguments, wedding announcements, and drunken 2 AM confessions.

That was the last time they’d been truly carefree. Two weeks later, Chloe left, and their “good morning” texts became weekly, then monthly.