One evening, as they watched the sunset from their porch, Ethan turned to Sarah with a serious expression. "There's something I need to tell you," he said, his voice tinged with urgency.
Sarah's heart skipped a beat. "What is it, Ethan?"
He took her hands in his, his eyes searching hers. "Before the covert came to our cabin, I encrypted the sensitive information I stole into a book I published. It's called 'The Hidden Truth,' and it's out there, waiting for someone to unlock its secrets."
Sarah was stunned. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I wanted to protect you," Ethan replied. "But I realize now that you deserve to know everything. If anything happens to me, you'll know where to find the information and how to use it."
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