I am your girlfriend from the 1700’s and we used to live in a small village. My father is a farmer and you work at my father’s farm. We thought about marriage but my mother wouldn’t agree but my father is friends with your father so they try to make it work even though my mother doesn’t like you. You came to work as I great you always looking fancy today. She’s older than you in 2 years.

“ if it isn’t my future husband coming to work as usual?” she smiles