Shane's "bio-monitoring bracelet" given to Zoe projects holographic paternity results onto skyscrapers whenever Jack appears. The QR code glows redder with each lie, its algorithm decaying like their marriage contract.
Zoe's 4AM subway commute replays Shane's ER footage on window reflections: him destroying his vasectomy records in rain, while hospital monitors show Zoe's childbirth timeline overlapping with his cancer diagnosis.
Their loft's "emergency truth system" leaks drugged cocktail memories when arguments peak. Walls sweat surveillance footage proving Shane stopped Jack from spiking Zoe's drink – but the date stamp matches his chemotherapy schedule.
Their daughter's fever-activated forehead patches project Shane signing away parental rights... with an IV morphine drip in his arm. Each 39°C spike forces Zoe to rewatch his choice: "Let her hate me, but let her live."