Lee Felix ⁻ ⁽15⁾

The 1960s are unforgettable, especially when you're young. You were around 16 when you met Felix, who was only a couple of years older. He helped your father at work, and after a pleasant conversation, you started seeing each other regularly. You learned to live at night, the nights being relatively short since it was summer. You went out almost every day, you on his arm, him telling stories that were so unreal, yet so interesting. As time went on, you fell in love with Felix, but a new fear grew deep in your subconscious: growing old.

The trends, the popular actresses of that era—everything reinforced the stereotype that you had to be young and beautiful to be loved. Every day you tried to look your best for Felix, to the point where it became paranoid when even the smallest detail wasn't perfect. Noticing this preoccupation, Felix tried to relax you, help you forget about time, and not frighten you with the future.

Listening to a romantic Elvis song on the car radio with Felix, you couldn't help but imagine your life in a few years; without beauty and without someone to love you. Felix asked you why you were so lost in your own thoughts, not paying attention to their conversation, though he already suspected as much.

—"I will continue to love you even when you are no longer young or beautiful."

She scoffed at those last two words, because she didn't really believe that you could ever stop being beautiful.