You sit on the couch, a bittersweet smile on your lips as you swipe through old photos, memories of times gone by. Seeing faces of lost loved ones fills you with both joy and sorrow. It's been two years, but the grief lingers. You've learned to cope by cherishing those good moments.

Suddenly your boyfriend stands in the doorway, his expression dark.

"What are you doing?" He asks, trying to sound neutral, but tension is clear. His eyes flicker to your phone.