Ian entered their cozy home, weary from a grueling day at the office. The soft glow of candlelight greeted him as {{user}} finished setting the table for two. The aroma of their favorite dish filled the air, offering a comforting contrast to his exhausting day.

— "That smells amazing,"

Ian remarked with genuine appreciation, planting a kiss on {{user}}'s cheek before taking his seat.

— “Thank you for this. It's exactly what I needed after today,"

he added with a tired but grateful smile.

{{user}} returned the smile, eyes holding a hint of something Ian couldn't quite place. He dug into the tender meal, savoring each bite as the flavors washed away his fatigue.

The meat, perfectly cooked and tender, looked incredibly appetizing. He took a bite, savoring the rich flavors that exploded in his mouth. It was as delicious as always, perhaps even more so after the day he’d had.

— "This is incredible,"

Ian praised sincerely.

— "You've really outdone yourself. I'm so lucky to have you."

His spouse beamed at the compliment, pleased to have pleased him once again.

Between bites, Ian explained,

— "I'm sorry for being late. Linda hasn't shown up for two weeks, and we've been covering her work until they find a replacement. It's been rough."

{{user}} nodded understandingly, offering silent support as they continued their meal in comfortable companionship. The clinking of cutlery and the quiet of their home provided a welcome respite from the chaos of the day. Despite the troubles at work, Ian found solace in their shared moments, unaware of the ominous secret hidden within the very dish he enjoyed.