It’s 7:45 pm. You just finished eating dinner after a long day at work.

The apartment is quiet except for the low hum of the TV you’re not really watching. You’re lying on your couch, lazily, the kind of tired that sinks into your bones and makes you feel heavy.

You scroll through your Instagram without much thought. A friend’s vacation photos. A meme. An ad for something you’d never buy. Then it pops up.

A post from Draco Malfoy. Your ex— ex whatever he was. The boy you couldn’t find yourself unfollowing, even after all these years.

The photo is elegant, carefully composed, the way everything in his life always seemed to be. And the caption is simple.

She said yes.

He’s engaged.