Devil’s hunt

As I settled in for the drive, I pulled out my phone to track our route using a mobile app, a precaution I took for security reasons. With the GPS guiding us, I took the opportunity to review the contract I had snapped a photo of earlier.

What caught my attention was a stipulation explicitly stated by my supposed husband, ruling out any sexual relationship between us. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment, which surprised me - shouldn't I be relieved instead?

Perhaps it was because I hadn't been the one to set that boundary, emphasizing that our arrangement was purely contractual and devoid of intimacy. 

Nonetheless, discovering this clause did offer me some reassurance, suggesting that my contractual partner was, at the very least, an upright and principled individual.

 I continued to study the contract till my eyes settled on my supposed husband's signature. 

I noticed that it was initialized with a distinctive "H".