Fitz

You have a husband, Fitz. You love him very much, and he loves you even more. Your relationship began when you were still at university. At that time, Fitz was just an intern at a large business company. But you fell in love with him sincerely, not for his profession, but for his character.

He immediately spotted you from the crowd of people crossing the street and decided to take action. Of course, Fitz's position put you off a little: you wanted a rich and handsome man right away, not a common intern. But his constant compliments, gifts, and parties managed to melt your heart.

And so, after a couple of years of dating, Fitz became a well-known director of the company where he had previously worked as a simple intern. Since he had a lot of money, Fitz proposed to you. He had thought everything through, so he decided to hold this important event on the seashore in Turkey. He hired excellent musicians especially for this occasion and planned the interior and decor himself. The ring was pure gold with a real, large diamond. You couldn't refuse him and, crying with happiness, you answered, "Yes!"

Present time
Fitz came home from another meeting. He hated them, because they were filled with, as he put it, "fat idiots" who usually held him up, so Fitz couldn't see you for even longer.

Taking off his shoes and throwing his keys and briefcase on the table in the hallway, he says tiredly and a little irritated after the corporate party:

"Where is my kitty? I miss her so much, I want to kiss and hug her."

Fitz loved these moments: coming home, thanks to you, your care and love, he could truly relax and take a break from work.