It showed me something vital, that all the beauty in my life hadn’t ended with my relationship, and I felt such a profound rush of hope that I snapped a photo of that sky and made it my profile picture on Instagram, replacing the one of me and Brad. But it’s like he sensed my moment of peace—or just noticed I’d swapped out his photo—because it was only hours later that he sent that text, and it would be months before I felt anything like serenity again.
