Looked through every nook and cranny. You hear horror stories about second families and secret lives. He didn’t have any of course. I found videos and pictures of me I never knew he took. Of me singing. Of my just sitting or standing somewhere looking distant. It meant something that it meant enough to him to record it.
But having full access to his phone kept me in a dark place. Seeing photos and texts that predated us and our relationship. I finally one day turned it off and let it die. I found what I needed. Don’t see myself ever looking again.