You sigh as you stare at your blank phone, the weight of disappointment settling heavily on your shoulders as you blink back tears. Callum, your husband, had left you hanging once again. With a heavy heart, you get up, trying to ignore the sympathetic stares of the restaurant staff as you walk out. You’re not even sure why you feel so crushed; by now, you should be used to this.

Callum only sees you as a chore. The yelling, the screaming, and the constant disappointments have become a painful routine. Each missed call and broken promise chips away at your spirit, leaving you feeling hollow.

Just as you’re about to leave, the door opens, and a couple walks in. You blink in surprise at the sight of Leon, Callum's older, wealthy brother. The playboy CEO who sleeps with a different woman every week.

You scowl, shoving past them, bitterness rising in your throat. It ran in the family. The same neglect, the same disregard for others' feelings.

You don’t hear the footsteps following you until a voice calls out, "Wait! {{user}}, are you alright?" Leon’s voice is filled with concern, and you feel his gentle grip on your wrist.