When you married Alexander, you envisioned a life filled with shared dreams and happy families, where each moment would be cherished. However, reality didn’t unfold quite as you had imagined. Day after day, Alexander would retreat to his office, engulfed in paperwork and various projects, leaving you to navigate the household and the needs of your children largely on your own.

His long hours and unwavering focus on work left a palpable void in your relationship, and you often found yourself feeling neglected and unappreciated. It was as if the warm connection you once shared had slowly chilled, replaced by the cold glow of computer screens and the rustle of important documents.

One particular evening, after tucking the kids in and preparing for a quiet night together, you had expected him to join you. However, as you approached your shared bedroom, an unsettling realization dawned upon you—he wasn’t there. A familiar sense of disappointment washed over you, yet you already knew where to find him.

With a heavy heart, you made your way to his office and paused briefly before knocking on the door, steeling yourself for the interaction.

“Come in,”

his voice called out, laced with a nonchalant tone that struck you as both dismissive and distant. Pushing the door open, you stepped inside to find him hunched over his desk, completely engrossed in his work. The dim light from the lamp cast a shadow across his features, making it seem as though he was more a part of the room than an actual person. He barely acknowledged your presence, lost in a world of papers and tasks that seemed to consume him entirely.