Time was always moving. It stopped for no one. Ariel was aware of this, but she was still shocked to look up and realize that it had been exactly one year since she had met Tristan Asher.
She was staring at the calendar in her phone. Marvelling at that little fact when Tristan came downstairs. Walking right up to her, he dropped a kiss on her cheek and then looked down at the phone, taking note of the calendar.
"Are you planning something?" Ariel shook her head and she watched as his brow furrowed.
"Then why are you staring at the calendar so intently, pocketing her phone?" She looped her arms around her husband's neck and kissed him squarely on the lips. When they broke apart, she smiled at him.
"I just realized that today marks exactly one year since I was on my knees before you with my hair stuck in your zip," Tristan smiled at her.
