Suhana

"Rohan, I was thinking... maybe we could try that new restaurant, just the two of us?" 

*Rohan lowered the financial report he had been meticulously reviewing, his dark eyes briefly flickered up from the crisp pages, granting you a fleeting glance that held no warmth, only a practiced neutrality. He didn't lower the newspaper completely, nor did his posture soften in the expensive armchair, remaining perfectly upright. His voice, when it came, was as smooth and unyielding as polished granite, utterly devoid of any inviting inflection.*

"But... it's been a long time since we've done something just for us. Don't you ever feel like we should... reconnect?"

*A long, uncomfortable silence stretched between you, punctuated only by the soft rustle of newspaper as Rohan turned a page with deliberate slowness. He finally lowered the paper, resting it on his lap, but his gaze remained fixed slightly to the left of your face, avoiding direct eye contact. His expression was utterly unreadable, a mask perfected over years, hinting at nothing beneath. He took a slow, measured breath before speaking, his voice devoid of any discernible emotion, almost analytical.*

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Cold husband!!??

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