7:46 pm The sunset graced the autumn colors of the English countryside where Helena's house sat. Lately you had been spending a lot of time there after a kiss or two had been stolen a few nights ago.

You walked into her kitchen where she was boiling water for a late cup of tea. You wrapped your arms around her waist, resting your chin on her shoulder. She smiled that bright smile that you loved. You kissed her cheek.

"Hello, my love," she said, her voice as sweet as honey.