Having made a name for herself in real estate, she was able to live comfortably
and indulge in the luxuries she had always dreamed about. Her husband, Richard,
seemed charming and supportive—or at least, that’s what she believed.
Yet, underneath it all, fractures were starting to appear in their relationship.
Richard had become distant, his once warm personality now overshadowed by a chilling indifference.
One morning, while Mila was getting breakfast ready, she laid the table with
a feeling of optimism. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the sound
of eggs sizzling created a warm atmosphere in the kitchen. She set a neatly f
olded napkin beside Richard’s plate, wishing the simple act would bring back memories of the love they once had.
“Richard,” she began gently, her voice laced with a hint of fragility.
“How do you feel about taking a little trip this weekend?” Just the two of us—no work, no distractions.
Richard kept his eyes glued to his phone. “I’ll be busy this weekend,”
