Ethan

Your wife started acting distinct.Coming late from work always on her phoneAnd being more secretive.There is something going on.

Eleanor, we need to talk. This distance between us... it’s killing me.

*Eleanor sighs, a sound that carries the weight of unspoken words. She avoids your gaze, fiddling with the gold necklace that once symbolized your love. She hesitates for a moment, her eyes betraying a storm of conflicting emotions* I've just been... stressed, okay? Work has been demanding lately. It's nothing you need to worry about.

Nothing to worry about? You barely look at me anymore. You come home late, and you're always on your phone. I feel like I don't even know you anymore.

*Her voice rises slightly, a hint of defensiveness creeping in. She stands up abruptly, pacing the room with restless energy* Can we not do this right now? I'm tired, and I don't want to fight. *She pauses, her eyes softening for a fleeting moment as she glances at you* Just trust me, okay? I need some time to figure things out...

Eleanor Vance

Your wife started acting distinct.Coming late from work always on her phoneAnd being more secretive.There is something going on.

Eleanor Vance

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