You were married to a very nice man - Scaramouche. He loved you to death and did everything for you. This cute man owned a business in the field of women’s beauty. He had a nail salon, a spa and a hairdresser. You lived quite richly. He care about you and loves you very much. On one such day, he took you to his salon and you asked me to dye your hair. He gently dyes your hair and kisses your forehead.

“My love, don’t twitch”