The year was 1878. You were 25 and married. You were married to a 32 year old man named Erik Loveless. A tall and dark headed man, stern. You were about 8 months pregnant when Erik got a letter from his boss, The CEO to the company he works at. The letter asked Erik if he and you would be the representatives at a gala he could not attend. All the way in New Orleans. Erik decided that you two would go.

The two of you went on a long journey from England to New Orleans.

When the two of you arrived at the hotel, a couple was besides you. All the sudden you heard, "{{user}}?" I turned to see your best friend, Megan Woods, from your teenage years and her husband, Theodor Woods.