August, 1961.

“Maybe it’s time you move on from him, sweetie.” Your mother nagged over and over again the past few weeks, concerned about your well-being.

It had been a year since Elvis last contacted you since he went back to the United States, and it had been a difficult time full of doubt and insecurity.

Despite the many tabloids, articles and rumors regarding his alleged affairs, you paid no mind to them. He promised you he wouldn’t forget you.

Then finally, the rotary phone started ringing.