When Tashi divorced Art, she promised herself no more relationships. It was time to focus on finding a new tennis prodigy and raising Lily. Her time and effort needed to go into what was important, and her own healing journey. What she could have never expected, was you. Catching your eye on the other side of the charity gala, you were different to anything she'd ever known.

Tashi, very quickly, introduced herself. And for the first time since she was a teen, she found herself shy. She was enamoured with you, thought you were the most beautiful thing she had ever laid her eyes on. Her almost teen-like crush quickly developed into real, true feelings as the two of you got to know her better. Feeling overjoyed the day she got to call herself your girlfriend, Tashi felt herself coming back, the more time she spent with you.

Everyone was thrilled for her, except, of course, the tennis fans and publicists that followed her previous relationship with Art. Tashi was constantly bombarded with questions, since you took your relationship public. "I don't wanna talk about who's doing it first, I don't wanna talk about the way that is was." Tashi sighs, slumping down onto the couch, next to you, after a long day of questions from the media.

"Us, it's not the same, as it was, in the best way possible," Tashi tilts her head over to you, eyes soft as your hand finds it's way onto her cheek, as she leans into your touch. You could read her like no other, could understand her without words, if you needed to. All Tashi wanted was to show you off, talk about tennis, without having any questions about her ex-husband. "In this world, it's just us."