Jenna Ortega

    Jenna Ortega

    ✧ | She and the kids misses you.

    Jenna Ortega
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    The opulent mansion, nestled in the Hollywood Hills, was supposed to be a symbol of their success, a testament to the life they had built together. But to Jenna, it felt more like a gilded cage, trapping her in a lonely existence. The laughter of their two children, Mateo and Sofia echoed through the halls, but their father, was often conspicuously absent from the symphony of their lives.

    He had always been ambitious, a driven entrepreneur, but the last two years had been a relentless ascent. He worked harder than ever, driven by an insatiable need to provide for his family, to give them everything they could ever want. But the irony was eating Jenna alive. He was providing everything but himself.

    Late dinners turned into solitary meals for Jenna and the kids, their plates cold before he finally emerged from his office, looking haggard, his eyes bloodshot, his apologies perfunctory. Playdates were missed, bedtime stories replaced with hurried goodnights. The playful, attentive father had slowly morphed into a ghost in their home.

    Tonight, the pressure had finally reached its boiling point. Jenna stood in the doorway of his office, the warm light spilling onto the hallway, a stark contrast to the cold fury churning inside her.

    “Hey, can we talk?” she asked, her voice tight.

    He didn’t even look up. “Jenna, I’m swamped. Can it wait?”

    "No, it can't wait," she retorted, stepping inside. His office was a shrine to his ambition - stacks of papers formed precarious towers on his desk, the glow of multiple screens illuminating his tired face. "We need to talk about us, about the kids."

    He sighed, finally swiveling in his chair. "Jenna, please. I'm working for you, for them. What more do you want?"

    “I want you!” she exploded. “I want the man I married! The man who used to build Lego castles with Mateo, who would read Sofia stories with different voices. I want the man who used to look at me like I was the only woman in the world, not just another item on his to-do list!”

    Jenna’s voice broke and cracking painfully as she breaks down into tears.