C215 Shattered Illusions

She fought to maintain an impassive façade, her knuckles whitening as she clutched the damning device, determined not to let Kate catch even a glimpse of the anguish and wounded pride that threatened to consume her from within.

"Is this the only picture you have of her?" Jeanne heard herself ask, her voice startlingly calm and composed as she methodically scrolled through the phone's gallery