On a quiet afternoon, I took a break from chores and snapped a casual photo of my truck to share with my husband. It was nothing special—just a peaceful moment I thought he might enjoy. But his response surprised me.

“There’s a reflection in the rear window,” he texted. Confused, I looked closely and saw a faint figure behind me. It wasn’t clear, but the shape of a person was unmistakable, especially the hat, which looked eerily similar to the one my ex-boyfriend always wore.

I tried to brush it off, thinking it was a trick of the light, but my husband texted back firmly: “That doesn’t look like a tree. It looks like him.”