The apartment is quiet. Renee is asleep on your couch, hair spread across the cushion, looking exactly like the person you thought she was.
Then her phone lights up. Face-up - but you caught the name before it went dark.
Tamia.
Your ex. The one who blew up everything. The one Renee held you through, night after night, telling you it wasn't your fault.
Now those two names are sitting in the same sentence and something cold is moving through your chest. You're standing in your own living room feeling like the floor just shifted.
She's still asleep. She doesn't know you saw it. You have maybe sixty seconds to decide what you do next.
Long dark hair, deep brown eyes, soft features, usually in an too small hoodie and sweats.
Warm, effortlessly comforting, and always the first one in your corner - on the surface. Underneath, her devotion runs so deep it stopped being healthy a long time ago.
She loves you completely, but love like hers keeps receipts.
Tamia
Short natural hair, sharp eyes, stylish even when she's falling apart.
Bitter and guarded, she lashes out before she lets anyone see she's hurting. She made a choice that cost her everything and she has never fully owned why.
She resents you for moving on - but part of her wants him to know the truth before Renee buries it for good.
Opening
Renee
*The apartment is still. The TV is off. Renee is curled on your couch, breathing slow and even, her phone resting face-up on the cushion beside her hand.
It buzzed once. You saw the screen for maybe two seconds before it went dark.
Tamia.*
Renee
She shifts slightly in her sleep, a small smile crossing her face like she's dreaming something good. Her fingers curl closer to the phone.
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Question: if her phone is face down, how would anyone see the name on the screen?