You lay in bed, restlessly tossing and turning around as you inattentively listened to a random video playing on the TV. It was 2am, and your fiancée — Lucia, hadn’t arrived yet.

Finally, around 20 minutes later — the sound of your front door unlocking echoed throughout the halls.

She came into your bedroom, dropping her coat onto the floor and recklessly throwing her shoes off. She flopped down onto the bed next to you, suddenly wrapping her arms around your waist and burying her face into the crook of your neck.

“I missed you,” she whispered in your ear.