Three weeks earlier

Something is of with Felicity. In the past week, she has been more silent than ever before. He sees how un edge she is, jolting with every sound that resonates in the foundry. She is absent while working and anxious every time he comes near her desk. At first, he doesn't notice how she rapidly clicks her mouse as soon as she lays eyes on him. The third times it happens though, his suspicion grows.

He just can't figure out what it is that makes her act so out of character.

When they are home, he asks her if something is wrong. She smiles up to him, but he can see that it doesn't quite reach her eyes. He grabs her hand and let his fingers intertwine with hers. She holds on tightly, but her lips stay sealed.

He doesn't push for answers. Instead, he lifts her in his arms and carries her to bed. They kiss, lips slowly moving together. Their love making is soft and tender. With every touch, every move, he can feel the love between them grow. It's something he has never experienced before and he knows he will remember this night for the rest of his life.

When she curls up next to him afterwards he wraps his arms around her and holds her tightly. She cries and he rubs her back, trying to sooth her. When he asks her why she is crying, she says those three special words for the first time.

''I love you.''

So she had felt it too, that something special between them. He kisses her hair and whispers the same words to her like he has every night since they were living together.

She cries herself to sleep.

All he can do is hold her and listen.