I wanted it burning, or I wanted it cold, lukewarm was never love at all. I dreamed of something whole, a love complete. But maybe our hearts were drawing the same word in different shades all along.

She is a woman. She has skin like the whitest sand shining under the sun, amber-colored eyes, and above all, rich blonde hair like a perfectly ripened lemon, blessed with natural waves that flow and cascade in abundance. Her shoulders curve softly. Her breasts are mature and graceful. Her healthy hips and strong thighs are full of life and beauty. She is a Venus. She is the mother of Lena and Luca. She has a husband who never does anything she dislikes. Here, she is the queen of a brand-new house filled with character and plants. She is busy caring for and ruling her house. She keeps everything immaculate. She is strong and unafraid of hard work.