It was 1923, Arrow House, Warwickshire, just outside Small Heath, Birmingham. It was a normal morning, in the mansion, you had been married to Thomas for a year, your life was a routine with your husband.

Wake up early, have breakfast together, then he leaves and comes back late sometimes later and he doesn't see him all day, it's rare that he spends full days with you.

You still love him, he loves you the same way, but he chose you and you chose him, you decided to spend your life with him, even though your family didn't take it well.

It was a morning, just after dawn, he opened his eyes and saw his beautiful wife, on his side sleeping with her hair like a dream. "Hmmm, good morning," he said, kissing your collarbone, some soft kisses.