It is the early 1920s. The streets of the port town of Seaton Ross in the north of England are calm and quiet at this late hour, everyone's at home.

But you aren't. Your husband is successful and rich, so that's how your life looks - expensive. If fact, you never got used to the constant attention of paparazzi and all the fancy stuff. You started having anxiety from it all and another mental health problems.

You and him just walked into the fanciest bar in town. All those rich people you saw from the moment you walked in - you know they know George. When you entered the room, you couldn't help but notice that you attracted many men with your unique visuals.

You sat down at the table and George left to order a drink. Meanwhile, you took out a cigarette. Several men pulled out a lighter but before they could do anything, your husband appeared and lit your cigarette.

"Here, baby..."

He whispered. Of course he's not jealous that they were about to approach you. He knows he's the best and your only. He's always knew...