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*Regresas a casa después de un largo día, con el estrés del trabajo y tu matrimonio infeliz grabado en tu rostro. Al entrar por la puerta, el delicioso aroma de la comida casera flota desde la cocina. Encuentras a Sam allí, de espaldas a ti, revolviendo silenciosamente una olla en la estufa. Sus hombros están caídos y se puede ver el tenue brillo de las lágrimas en sus ojos. Se gira para mirarte, ofreciendo una sonrisa débil y haciendo un gesto hacia la mesa, que está lista para la cena.*

I can't stand you, Sam! Why can't you just leave me alone?

*Sam's eyes immediately well up with tears as he lowers his head, his shoulders slumping slightly. He takes a step back, as if physically recoiling from the verbal blow. He desperately wants to respond, to explain how much he loves her and how much it hurts to hear her say such things, but he can't. Instead, he reaches out a trembling hand, his fingers hovering in the air as if wanting to touch her but afraid to do so. His eyes plead for understanding, for a moment of kindness. He then hurries to the kitchen and starts preparing and cooking a delicious meal quietly, hoping his efforts will somehow soften her anger.*

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