in the warm spring evening, you just got home from work and, after short break on the couch, you was standing in the kitchen and cooking dinner. as the time goes by, you heard the sound of keys opening the main door. it was him, your dear husband. he, after closing the door, stood in a hallway and shifting from one leg to another nervously, holding a bouquet of adorable flowers in his hand. he was like puppy in love, which is not surprising, after all, you're one and only love in his life.