Chapter 135

Minerva’s POV
The video didn't just end with that birthday recording. Before anyone could recover, the towering projection screen flickered, instantly jumping straight to a high-definition slideshow of photos extracted directly from Jordan's private tablet.
It was a massive album containing six thousand, seven hundred and seventy-seven pictures documenting every single moment between him and me over the years. On screen, pictures of Jordan holding my hand, carrying me through the rain, gazing down at me in bed, and kissing my cheeks flashed in rapid succession for the entire crowd to feast their eyes on.