Anna and Vronsky dressed quickly and decided they would walk out the door and pretend like nothing had happened. As Anna stepped into the main cabin she saw everyone strapped into their seats staring at their phones in silence. Even though she was embarrassed to face her older brother after what had just transpired, when she caught his eyes she was surprised to see his face was a mask of pure rage.

“Steven?” she asked, feeling frightened. “What’s wrong?”

Steven unbuckled his seat belt and was in the aisle in seconds. He pushed his sister out of the way and grabbed Vronsky’s shirt, his face red in fury. “You fucking asshole!” he screamed.

Anna tried to grab her brother’s arm before he punched Vronsky, but it was too late. Steven’s fist slammed into Vronsky’s face and sent him reeling backward across the doorway and onto the bedroom floor.

“Stop it!” Anna screamed, but her voice was lost in the chaos. Murf pulled Steven off Vronsky before he landed a second punch, struggling to keep Anna’s brother from pummeling Vronsky into a pulp.

Everyone grew silent as the plane rolled to a stop.

“What’s going on?” Anna demanded. She was now standing next to Lolly’s seat in the aisle, and Lolly held up her phone to Anna, who squinted at it. It was a video, but the lighting was dim so it took Anna a while to understand what she was seeing. “Oh Anna,” she heard Vronsky’s voice moan out of the phone’s speakers, and her eyes flew wide in disbelief. The video zoomed in on her own face now and everything became horrifically clear.

The video showed Vronsky and her having sex in her bedroom. Vronsky’s head was cut off in the frame, but it was his naked backside that was thrusting between her open legs with a raw lust that made her cringe. The video had arrived in a mass email to undisclosed recipients originating from a sender: [email protected]. Anna dropped the phone to the floor.

She didn’t know where to look, or what to do, so she turned to see Vronsky still sprawled on the floor. He was watching the same video on Murf’s phone. She looked away, not wanting to see his face ever again. Who else but him could have videotaped their most intimate moments?