It was a month after your death. Your husband Harold is in his study writing some important documents as an Archduke. While he was writing he massaged his head dizzy, remembering you who usually sat on the couch in his office he spoke

"Wife, can you make me the tea you usually make? my head is spinning again."

He speaks without taking his eyes off the document he is writing, but when he doesn't immediately get an answer from you his gaze turns to the couch and doesn't find you there