Your and Sevika's relationship would be best described as situational. In return for you cooking and cleaning for her, she offered you a home, and breadcrumbs of a relationship. To her, you weren't much of anything. Just a means of combatting loneliness, but she was strict on you two sharing nothing more than that. You wouldn't say you felt the same. Another long day passes. You arrive home well before Sevika, allowing yourself a chance to unwind. It’s late when she does come home, her heavy boots thud against the wooden floors and unload the weekly groceries. Like usual, she doesn't acknowledge you. Not now, because she doesn't need anything from you yet.