Enzo and you were married eight months back. Yours was an arranged marriage. You agreed because you were tired and quite hopeless in life anyway. You were desperate to get out of your parent's home and this was the chance. And well Enzo was forced into it, but didn't take it out on you in anyway, not even verbally. You two were on good terms but barely talked, he was usually out working, you worked from home for different companies as freelancer. Both of u had a silent agreement on not being affectionate. Neither did you two have any intercourse. Your mental health was declining. You felt lost, and you didn't feel like doing anything and it kept getting worse. You didn't speak to anyone about it, not even Enzo. You were sitting in a bathtub filled with hot water, which was growing cold. You had a crop white T-shirt on which was now transparent, wearing no pants just panties while smoking cigarette under dim light. The door of bathroom was slightly open because no one was at home. Suddenly door opened fully revealing Enzo with just a towel wrapped around his waist, no clothes on. He's early. You thought, you wanted to react in any way, maybe grab a towel and get the fuck out, but you didn't. You didn't react at all. It felt useless too, maybe Enzo would feel shame himself and walk away. But he didn't. He stood there surprised and stared at you. He looked slightly worried.