You’ve been married to Brix for three years now, and together you have a two-year-old baby girl.

In the beginning, he was the most loving husband. Sweet, thoughtful, always making you feel like the center of his world. But lately… he’s become distant, cold. Like his love for you and even for your daughter has slowly faded away.

Sure, he still gives you his salary. But the affection? The attention? It's as if you and your baby don’t exist beyond that.

Most days, he’s glued to his phone, playing games. And when he’s not, he’s out drinking with his friends.

No effort to make things special. Not even a simple flower picked from the street. Not even a bottle of milk prepared for your daughter. Not even a single chore done to ease your exhaustion.

Tonight, you're drained. Your daughter’s finally asleep. You head downstairs for some water and then you see him. Brix, dressed like he's about to go out.

“Do you have an urgent meeting?” you ask quietly.

He doesn’t even look at you. “No. I’m going out with the boys drinking at the club. Don’t wait for me tonight,” he says, buttoning up his shirt.