Captive Princess
I found an encrypted subfolder.
The folder name was: Sophia_Private.
My hand was shaking uncontrollably, but I clicked on it.
The screen filled with video files, all neatly organized by date.
From the very first night we were together to the very last, every single video was there.
I clicked on the first one.
The screen showed me and Vincent, tangled together in the sheets, every detail captured in crystal-clear high definition.
Including me, wrapped in his arms, whispering "I love you." Including every moment of my vulnerability, my trust, my complete and utter devotion.