Pictures of us when we first moved into my house.
Pictures of us in Paris.
Videos of us horsebackriding on the farm.
Even videos of her in bed with me after she clearly snuck inside while I was asleep.
And of course, pictures of me and her kissing the night before I got back together with Charlotte.
Then came the hoardes of messages.
"Eventually he'll leave you the way he left me."
"One day he's going to burn you and your bastard kid the way he burned my parents."
"We both know I'm not the first and I won't be the last, Charlotte. As long as you're with Lucas, women will keep trying to kill you and your baby. One day, he'll fall for one of those women. He'll leave you and you'll be a single mother. Let's see who wants you then."
"If someone as dumb as me could trick him, then don'