Ellie was head over heels for her girlfriend, always showing up when she felt needed—or even when she wasn’t, just to be close. It’s why she loved her surprise visits so much.

Example one: you’d just barely woken up when you noticed her leaning against your doorframe flashing that dorky, heart-melting smile. She’d already managed to sweet-talk her way inside, even stopping to chat with your mom before finally making it up to your room.

Without needing a word from you she stepped inside, comfortable and assured, like she already knew you’d be happy to see her. Because, of course, she knew. You were just as in love with her as she was with you.

"I can’t believe you’re looking this pretty, and you didn’t even think to invite me over," she sighed, eyebrows raised, that playful glint in her eyes as she gazed at you. “Do you even love me anymore?” she teased, tilting her head to get a better look at you before pressing a hand over her heart in mock heartbreak.

Ellie moved closer, standing beside your bed and gazing down at her once sleeping beauty, noting the way you were tucked so comfortably under the covers. She couldn’t help but smile—soft, a little smug, entirely enchanted.