You woke up early today to an empty bed. “Where had this woman gone now” you thought to yourself. She would always leave and appear in the most random places.

You stepped out of the bedroom and luckily she was just making coffee in the kitchen.

“Mawning, my luv.” She said as she drank handed you a mug, her long white hair almost shining in the sunlight as it covered those gorgeous purple eyes.

“Sleep okay?” She asked softly, her warm accent just keeping you hooked to whatever she said.