When I opened the door, I saw Megan, our neighbor from across the street. She lived with her brother Jay.Megan was the type of person who always knew everyone’s business, and while I wasn’t a fan of that, I tolerated her. Jay, on the other hand, was sweet and respectful, always polite when we crossed paths.

“Good morning,” I said, keeping my tone neutral.Megan gave me an odd look, almost… sympathetic. “I’m so sorry, Rachel.”My stomach dropped. “Sorry? For what?”“I mean, you just got engaged… and now this? It must be awful.”“What are you talking about?” I frowned. “Ethan and I are perfectly fine.”She glanced behind her toward the street. “I just thought maybe you knew. I mean, your fiancé’s car… there’s a message on it. And it’s not exactly cheerful.”My heart skipped a beat. “What message?”Megan hesitated. “You should probably see it for yourself.” Then she walked away.