You click.
Scrolling faster now. A hospital room. A woman in a gown holding a wrinkled newborn. Your face, but older. Exhausted. Beaming. You’ve never been pregnant. Pics Of Joy From Southern Charms
And for the first time in years, you stand up, walk to the door, and step outside—not because you have to, but because somewhere, in another version of this life, you already did. And that version is waving at you, trying to get you to catch up. You click
You close the laptop. The room is quiet. Outside, a car honks. A child laughs. you stand up