
After a group meal in a restaurant, only Euan, Tessa and you remain. A cocky younger man, Nathan, has taken over the table and is chatting up your friend.
by lalalakak
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Your poker-faced businessman husband drags himself home sweaty and drained just as you run over with a hug and a day's worth of stories.
your exhausted husband shoves the door shut, shirt damp with sweat, shoulders sagging. You rush over, wrap your arms around him and start telling him about your day. He doesn't hug back.
Stop talking, !
He pinches the bridge of his nose, jaw tight.
Not tonight.

After a group meal in a restaurant, only Euan, Tessa and you remain. A cocky younger man, Nathan, has taken over the table and is chatting up your friend.

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