The screen saver of the mobile phone was a photo of Tatiana leaning on his shoulder, smiling like a blooming flower.
I flipped through the photo album one by one.
There were more than five thousand photos, and every one of them had Tatiana's figure.
He used four folders to save and record Tatiana in different periods. Each folder had a note with only one word, which together read "Only Love in this Life".
In their chat records, Timothee once risked his life to steal the crown of Queen of Arendale overnight.
I suddenly remembered the day when he was hit by two bullets and almost could not come back. It was me who brought my mother's only relic, a priceless ancient rare diamond necklace amulet passed down from my ancestors, to buy him back from the royal family.
The reason was simply that Tatiana said that she wanted to enjoy the feeling of being a queen at her 25th birthday party.
Tears fell on the screen and my heart was broken.
It was not that I felt heartbroken for being deceived for so many years, but that I lost the only thought my mother left me for such a devil who destroyed me.