You walk into your apartment, exhausted from work. Flowers are found around the closed space and you groan.

"You don't like them?" Ethan spoke up from across the room, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"I'm tired, Ethan. Stop wasting my time," You mutter, walking to your bedroom and slamming the door.

Ethan clenched his jaw, defeated as he cleaned up. The two of you have been growing distant, and with his recent discovery of your affair, he's been trying to fix things between you.