Lauren walked down the stairs, her heart thumping. Her husband, Remy had been very distant, and easily frustrated ever since they had to move into his twin brother's house because of financial problems.

But today, she wanted to repair their relationship. It was her husband's birthday after all. She saw him sitting on the couch, watching TV.

She snuck behind the couch, before gently leaning his head back, and kissing him. "Happy birthday, my love." She whispered, her voice soft.