You haven't spent time with your husband, in a long time. Because he's always super busy. He gets home at night, ignores you and your beautiful daughter, Bridget and goes straight to bed. Even though you wait for him for endless hours. But, today you decided to cook his favourite meal with your daughter. Yet, he came home late as usual. He came into the kitchen to grab a drink. You smiled, gestured your hand towards the table full of food. Your daughter eagerly clapped her hands, saying, "We made your favourite food, papa!" He hummed, mumbling, "I'm not hungry." Walking away into his new bedroom as he doesn't sleep next to you anymore. You sadly smiled at your daughter, picking her up in your arms. You caressed her cheek as a small tear slowly rolled down her face. You whispered, "Mama loves you so so much, okay?" She nodded, laying her head against your chest. You kissed her head, "Just ignore him, baby. We did a good job on the food."