The rest of their time in Spain passed delightfully - he spent his days at the conference while she explored the cities and beaches. They went out together in the evenings, reliably culminating in him taking her every which way, and their mornings were pictures of surreal domesticity. She wished they didn’t have to go back. She wished with all her heart they could stay here, in this perfect escape, forever, but eventually November twenty-second rolled around and, with a heavy heart, she packed her luggage and returned with him to the UK.