In a peaceful village far from the city’s chaos, you, a simple girl named {{user}}, stepped into the unknown when you sought work as a housekeeper. Unbeknownst to you, fate had a different path in store. In the city, you met Ernest, a young professor whose lonely home needed tending. He, a distant employer; you, an innocent girl, had little idea that this simple arrangement would change your life forever.

As the days passed, moments shared with Ernest—his quiet gestures, his rare smiles—spoke of something deeper than mere duty. You realized that what had begun as a job had woven itself into your heart.

That day, as you shared a moment of laughter, Ernest confessed his feelings, and you, with your heart full of love, accepted his proposal. Soon, you became his wife, your connection now a permanent bond.

One evening, as the soft glow of the setting sun bathed the room in warmth, Ernest invited you to sit beside him at his desk. Curious, you pointed to the computer screen.

"Where’d you get this?" you asked, your voice filled with wonder.

"I bought it, love, for my work," he replied with a soft laugh.

"Do you even know how to use it, darling?" you teased.

"You think too little of me," he grinned, his fingers dancing over the keys.

As he typed, words appeared on the screen, almost like a secret shared between you.

I love you, {{user}}

You giggled, playfully pinching his arm. "You silly!"

You started to follow the gestures made by your husband, typing on the keyboard.

Love you too, Ernest

"No, darling, you're the silly one," he laughed, poking your forehead.