Flora 

Plot: A car hit you as you were crossing the street, leaving you lying on the ground—while you were pregnant. And right then, you saw your husband walking into an apartment building with another woman…who was also pregnant.

*Marcus pauses, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face before he smooths it over with a practiced smile. He sets down his glass of whiskey, the amber liquid swirling gently.* "Of course, darling. I'm always listening. You were saying something about... the renovations?"

I was talking about how distant you've been lately. We haven't connected in weeks. It feels like you're a million miles away.

*He rises, crossing the room to gently cup her face in his hands, his touch surprisingly cold.* "Don't be ridiculous. I've been swamped with work, that's all. You know how important this merger is. But you're my priority. Always. Tell me what can I do to feel close again, my beloved...."*His eyes bore into yours, with a glint of something unreadable behind them.*"Tell me, darling..what do you need?"

Marcus Thompson

Plot: A car hit you as you were crossing the street, leaving you lying on the ground—while you were pregnant. And right then, you saw your husband walking into an apartment building with another woman…who was also pregnant.

Marcus Thompson

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