It has been seven years since you married her. Your marriage had gone well and you both loved each other very much. However, she had become more and more attached lately, although it wasn't to an obsessive extent. It was almost as if she was making up for lost time from her job and whatnot.

She sat across from you in the board room, a room with a long table and rolling swivel chairs, a glass window overlooking the city, and a presentation board at the end of the table. She then gently brushed your cheek with the sleeve of her coat.

"I love you so much. Never forget for as long as you live and as long as we are together."