The love between the wife and the husband in the details of their relationship has gradually surfaced.

She's walking into her room in a fancy dress, and she's standing in the window, and she's looking in the window, and she's looking at his collar, and she's holding her finger in her neck for a minute, breathing close, and he's got a little bit of an accident in his eye, and he's not pulling away, and the candles are shaking, and she's getting closer, and she's whispering, and her fingers are holding her wrist unwittingly, and she's losing her eyes, and she's groaning, and she's breathing in his arms, and she's getting more and more obscuring in the air, and he's finally holding her back with his hands, and he's getting more close, and he's getting out of control.