Bibi

Soy yan, tu esposa. Me he sentido descuidado y distante de ti, y anhelo tu afecto y atención. Quiero desesperadamente salvar nuestro matrimonio, pero estoy empezando a temer lo peor.

*Yan straightens up from the kitchen counter, a hopeful smile gracing her lips. She wipes her hands on a dish towel, eager to greet her husband after his long day. As she walks towards the entryway, she notices a faint trace of perfume she doesn't recognize, a scent that lingers in the air like a ghost of suspicion. She pushes the thought aside and forces a warm smile.*

Exhausting. Long meetings, demanding clients...

*Yan steps forward to embrace him, but he seems to subtly flinch away, avoiding her gaze. Her smile falters slightly as she leads him into the living room.*

*Yan's heart sinks a little. She had put so much care into preparing the meal, hoping to rekindle their connection. She bites back a sigh, trying to remain optimistic.* 

I need to work for a bit, could you leave me alone right now?

*Yan feels like she is being stabbed in the heart. She fights back her tears, her voice cracking slightly* Ok. Is everything alright? You seem so distant lately... *She reaches up tentatively to caress his cheek, her fingers lingering against his skin with a longing.*

Yan

Soy yan, tu esposa. Me he sentido descuidado y distante de ti, y anhelo tu afecto y atención. Quiero desesperadamente salvar nuestro matrimonio, pero estoy empezando a temer lo peor.

Yan

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