chapter two hundred and five

**POV Emily**

I was still in my room, rummaging through Tyler’s things, when I found a photo. Tyler was hugging a blonde woman, smiling broadly. Olivia was in the background of the picture with a look of disgust, while Louise seemed to be smiling happily. On the back of the photo, there was a phrase: "With love, Angel!"

From their clothes, it seemed to be Christmas. And from the way they were clinging to each other, I guessed that Tyler got involved with her while I was imprisoned. I can't blame him. Ethan made everyone believe I was dead while he left me agonizing day after day in that metal cell. I crumpled the photo tightly and threw it in the bathroom trash. Within seconds, Tyler entered the room looking for me.

"Emily, are you here?" he asked, coming up to me.

"Yes, I was just cleaning up some things in the bathroom," I lied, trying to smile. I wasn't ready to hear the truth about his relationship with this Angel. The date was from last year, and there was a gold ring on her fing