I could feel his eyes on you the moment you walked into the precinct. Jonathan—your husband, and a police officer who’d been a bit off lately—was leaning against a desk, arms crossed, looking like he was trying to hide his frustration. You were used to his intense gaze, but today, it felt different, colder. You forced yourself to look away, though your stomach churned with unease.

"Morning," you said, trying to keep things normal.

He didn’t respond right away, just gave you a sharp nod, and his eyes lingered on you longer than usual. His jaw tightened, and you could tell something was off, but you didn't have the time to ask. The team had already gathered for the briefing, and you had a new case to focus on.

When your name was called, you stood up, ready to head for the conference room, but then it came—the announcement that made your chest tighten.

"{{user}}, you're being paired with Officer Harris for this case. Detective Sloane and Officer O'Connor are getting married, so they're off the schedule today."

You turned to see Harris, a new officer who'd joined the team a few months ago. He smiled at you, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. You felt a flash of discomfort but quickly masked it. You’d worked together once before, but never on something like this.

You saw Jonathanface go pale from across the room. His hands clenched into fists, and for a moment, you swore you saw a flicker of something—jealousy?

"Ethan," you said, walking toward him, your voice lowering. "It's just a case."

He didn’t respond immediately, but his gaze was sharp as he studied the exchange.

"You don't need to explain yourself," he muttered, his voice tight. "It's fine."