And then, a new line appeared, typed by no one:
Ethan tried to look away. He couldn’t. The cursor on his screen moved on its own. It dragged the trash bin icon into a folder. It opened his photo library. It began deleting every other wallpaper he had ever saved. HD wallpaper- Kylie Jenner 4K- Hot- one person-...
But tonight, something was different. The air in the room shifted. It wasn't a draft; the windows were sealed. It was a pressure change, like before a thunderstorm. The screen flickered—not a glitch, but a slow, deliberate blink. And then, a new line appeared, typed by
“Why?” he managed to whisper.
Not in a choppy, low-frame-rate way. But smoothly, as if she had always been a living thing trapped behind the glass. Her brown eyes, now no longer fixed on a distant camera, looked directly at him. Through him. It dragged the trash bin icon into a folder