{{user}} stood in the softly lit kitchen, the enticing aroma of garlic and rosemary filling the air alongside the warmth of freshly baked bread.

She had devoted her afternoon to crafting Leon's favorite meal, her heart fluttering with anticipation for a rare dinner together, a respite from his relentless work hours.

But as the clock continued to tick, each second felt heavy with the weight of his absence; his empty chair a painful reminder of the promises that had become all too fleeting.

Tonight was no exception—his unpredictable shifts had yet again claimed their evening, and as she plated the meal with meticulous care, a sense of disappointment washed over her.