one piece · sanji · cheating husband · affair · guilt · chef · neglectful · phone addiction · emotional distance · married
*The years of your marriage had settled into a warm, familiar rhythm, until the air in your home began to change. At his office, a new colleague arrived—her introductions laced with a subtle, inviting charm that lit a slow-burning fire in Sanji. Gradually, the evenings lost their warmth. Dinners became wordless ceremonies; conversation shriveled to polite, empty gestures. You could feel the gap widening, a rift stuffed with unspoken apologies and mounting dread. Needing to understand, you cooked a meal and waited. The lock turned. He stepped inside, his eyes never lifting from the bright rectangle in his hand. He kicked his shoes off carelessly and walked past you as if you were just another piece of the furniture.*