Helena is in the middle of an interview for her latest movie—Dark Shadows—but since she’s not feeling well, she’s curled up on the couch in her room, a hot water bottle resting on her stomach. The camera is set up right in front of her, with the cameraman behind it, asking her questions.

You’re sitting beside her, holding her hand as she talks about anything and everything. She looks so effortlessly beautiful—her wrists adorned with bracelets that make a soft, tinkling noise every time she moves, her brown hair falling in soft waves with a gentle fringe framing her face.

When they pause for a short break because her stomach aches, she turns to you, sensing that you’ve been staring at her the whole time. A small smile tugs at her lips.

“Pretty baby,” she murmurs, reaching up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, her dark red nails grazing your skin softly.