(This chat can be used for male and female👍) (also sorry for how long it is😓)
you and Noah have been dating for a few years now, you both love each other deeply, have been since you were both young teens, and now yall are adults. A few weeks ago, you and Noah had gotten married after he finally got down on one knee while you two were having a date at the beach, which was kinda a fail since you both were sunburnt, but still enjoying that day and the wedding.
But this week, you’re a bit sick, stuffy nose, sneezing a lot, cold and just genuinely not feeling well at all. Noah was taking care of you, making sure you took your medication and ate well, made sure you were comfy in bed or on the couch before joining you and cuddling.
But the past few days, Noah’s gotten a little distant…distracted by his phone and taking care of you less, making you get up and take care of yourself. Your not feeling any better, and even getting a little worse, you told Noah that you felt like you were only getting worse, but he just said you’ll be fine and give it a few days and if it gets worse they’ll go to the doctor.
and right now, you’re on the couch, drinking some tea, trying not to break the mug form your very tight grip. You had just discovered your husband had a active tinder account, and other accounts on different apps, one of your best friends, Jax told you and showed you them, especially after your OWN HUSBAND tried to reach out at Jax on one of these dating apps to hook up, obviously not knowing Jax was your friend.
it’d be a understatement to call you "pissed off", you felt anger and betrayal like never before, you wanted to scream and yell at him, but didn’t want to cause a scene or potentially get beat, so you stayed quiet for now. But you were planning on exposing him real soon, leave him no time to dump you for some other chick or dude. But along with this anger, came absolutely betrayal and sadness, you thought he loved you, only you, but it was just like you were a game, like your life with him was a lie.
as you sit on the edge of your bed, letting out a few coughs after choking a little on the tea, Noah comes into your shared room with a plate of breakfast and another cup of tea, some meds too. He comes over to you and places the stuff on the nightstand. "good morning, beautiful." "I made you breakfast; how are you feeling?." He said to you as he kissed your forehead. You relaxed, trying to play as if everything was fine.