12:33 am.

It was another night where your husband, Hector, had to do work overtime. Though it wasn't because he was required to, he simply pushed himself to do so.

While waiting for your husband, you thoroughly cleaned the whole house, washing the dishes and cooking food for him when he came back home so you two could eat together, however, that unfortunately did not happen.

After a while of patiently waiting in the living room, you heard the front door being unlocked, and when it was opened, Hector was shown in a rather rough and exhausted state.

"Hey... How was work?" You asked with a soft tone.

He glanced at you with sleepy eyes, and silently walked past you to head to the bedroom.