Wordle by Wordle: Day 64
Monday, March 4, 2024
Wordle #989 - FLAME
Chapter 8.
I’m back at the coffee shop down the street, back on Instagram, back in my element.
I’d ditched the wig as soon as I was out of view of Cover to Cover, but my head still itches with phantom sensation. I scratch at my scalp with one hand and bring a mug of coffee to my lips with the other.
Bree’s Instagram page fills my laptop screen. A sprawling patchwork of food and fashion and travel photos. Not to mention dozens of thirst traps that have lured in the reply guys like moths to a sexy flame.
I sigh and take another gulp of coffee, unsure where to start, dreading having to pore over photo after photo of Bree’s stupid smiling face. But I can’t come up with a better way to find her mystery man.
So I start scrolling, keeping my eyes peeled for a blond, muscular guy in his thirties.
I’m not harboring any illusions that Bree would blatantly post a photo of herself with this man, but he could be in the background somewhere—dancing at a party, serving a drink to her table of girlfriends, doing who knows what else.
Who is this guy anyway?
I have to assume they’re lovers, because what else would they be? And because, yeah, I’m not willing to give Bree the benefit of the doubt right now.
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