His words confirmed her suspicion; whatever she wanted was on his phone. Her eyes reddened, and she locked her gaze with him, demanding answers.

"Where is it? Do you intend to keep it hidden from me?"

Theodore withdrew his hand, reluctantly answering, "It is in the hidden interface."

"I need to see it!" Uncertain of how to get to the hidden interface herself, she returned the phone to Theodore so that he could do that.

“I'd rather you don't see it," Theodore cautioned, his voice tinged with both concern and resignation as he averted his gaze.