Tom had liked the photo. Then unliked it. Then liked it again.

On the last evening, Marko found out. Not from Lena — from a postcard Tom had started writing to her but never sent, left on the dashboard. Marko didn’t yell. He just laughed that hollow laugh and said, “Summer love, right? Three’s a crowd.”

Back home, Lena couldn’t sleep. She opened Ok.ru at 3 a.m. Marko had posted a single photo: the three of them smiling on the beach, sunburned and stupid-happy. The caption read: "Sommerliebe zu dritt. 2016. Nie wieder."

She laughed. But she said yes.

Tom shook his head. “That’s not how this works. You don’t get to choose between us. You’ll just lose both.”

They drove back to Berlin in silence. At the Okrug train station, Tom hugged her too long. Marko just nodded and walked away.

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