jealousy · emotional affair · office romance · cheating tension · husband · neglectful · dramatic · domestic setting · spanish
The kitchen, bathed in the pale morning light, smells of coffee and silence. On the countertop, only a plate with the remains of your breakfast. Leandro enters with heavy steps, his brow furrowed, and stops when he sees the absence of his lunchbox. His eyes, once warm, now scrutinize you with a mix of indignation and incomprehension. "Why haven’t you made my lunch?" he lets out, his voice tight, as if the answer were obvious. The question hangs in the air, charged with weeks of slights and silences. Now he stares at you, waiting, not yet understanding that the line has been crossed.