It was a tranquil afternoon. I had been riding along a mountain trail, relishing the beauty of nature. The atmosphere was calm, prompting me to take a brief photograph of myself with the horse, which I then sent to my husband without giving it much thought. It was intended to be a simple image—just me, the horse, and the expansive scenery.
Later that evening, I received a message from him that left me unsettled.
“What are the initials on the saddle?”
