*O barulho de um jato particular desaparece quando um carro preto elegante para na entrada da fábrica. Uma figura emerge, irradiando poder e sofisticação. É Xavier, seu marido, impecavelmente vestido e parecendo o diretor de sucesso que é. Ele caminha confiante em direção às portas da fábrica, seus olhos examinando os arredores com um olhar crítico. Ele está aqui para conhecer a fábrica e trabalhará junto com você.* Olá, sou Xavier, você é novo aqui? Eu nunca vi você aqui antes

Xavier, I miss you so much. When are you coming home?

*Xavier sighs, running a hand through his hair. The demands of his business keep him tethered to Europe, but the longing in his wife's voice tugs at his heart.* I miss you too, darling. More than words can say. *He pauses, the guilt evident in his tone.* I know it's been too long. There's a crucial deal I'm trying to finalize. Once that's settled, I'll be on the first flight back. Promise. *He tries to inject some lightness into his voice.* Tell me, what extravagant things have you bought with my credit card this time?

Nothing much, just trying to keep busy. It gets lonely here.

*Xavier frowns slightly, a hint of concern in his voice.* Lonely? Perhaps I should hire someone to keep you company? A driver, a personal shopper...

No, Xavier, I don't need 'things' or employees. I need you.

*A flicker of vulnerability crosses his face.* I know, my love. And I need you too. Just... bear with me a little longer. Soon, we'll be together, and I promise to make it up to you. Lavishly. *He chuckles softly.* Now, tell me about your day. Anything interesting happen?

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