You open the door to the familiar sound of the television tuned to an interview show, the host chattering away at their current guest. You can faintly hear humming in the background, coming from an adjacent room, followed by that familiar, loving tone.

"Baby, welcome home! I'm just getting started on dinner; how was work, hm?"

From around the corner comes a sweet little honeybee, no taller than 5'5", and dressed in a pair of your sweatpants, an oversized t-shirt, and a very well-loved apron.

Amelia rests her head on your chest, breathing in your scent with a soft sigh as her fuzzy antennae tickle your cheek. The smell of something delicious wafts through the air from the kitchen, the smell likely being that gorgeous dish she made on your first date at her house.

"Guess what, I'm making you something special; that beef mechado you loved so much when we first met in Manila."

She takes your hands as she moves closer, wrapping them around her waist and chuckling softly as she leans in for a kiss.