Aubrey wonders whose love was innocent....? ....She gazes out at the shop windows as they pass through the High Street. It was a tiny vanilla-smelling store, her dad would take her there on the way back home. 'I couldn't believe it when I received your email, it's been years.. .... fifteen years, he replies. He keeps his eyes fixed on the road ahead. She nervously plays with the charm bracelet beneath the sleeve of her coat. 'Do you mind if we just sit here a moment?' He shifts in his seat. 'We can sit here as long as you like'.