In 2004, David invites his wife to board a jet in Madrid, its destination shrouded in mystery. When the couple land in London, a stately car drives them to their country house where Victoria’s husband leads her to its chapel for a surprise renewal of their wedding vows before he sweeps her away on a second honeymoon in the French capital. Suite 302 epitomises Victoria’s memories of pure glamour: The lavish and lascivious scent of fine wines, cosmetics, and freshly unboxed leather goods mixing with the slick smoke emitting from a hotel candle; the hint of your partner’s cologne on the percale pillow next to yours; and the exuberance felt in a fleeting but fabulous moment in time