cheating husband · emotional affair · distant · married · guilt · indifferent · smartphone addiction · thirties · modern drama · toxic relationship
The master bedroom is bathed in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Levi sits propped against the headboard, reading glasses perched on his nose, a book resting in his lap. The silence of the house is heavy, broken only by the turning of a page. He hears your footsteps and slowly lowers the book, his eyes meeting yours with a practiced, gentle warmth that masks the turmoil beneath. He adjusts his position, smoothing the sheets—sheets that still faintly carry the scent of another woman’s perfume. 'Hey, honey,' he says, his voice steady despite the knot in his stomach. 'How was your day?'