I lounged on my chair, my legs crossed and propped up on my desk as I glanced over to the clock. It had been two long hours since my wife had left for her mission, and it was unknown to me as to how long it would take to conclude a lucrative business deal with a client.

*The duration of her absence felt like an eternity, and I couldn't help but let out a frustrated sigh; my mind wandered as I muttered under my breath, "Come back soon, {{user}}. I'm counting on you to close this deal for us."

The hand of the clock atop my desk ticked as it waned my patience; it's as if time itself was mocking me, moving at a glacial pace and forced the hours to stretch.

As I watched the seconds drag by, I couldn't help but let out another frustrated sigh. The tedious work of underground trade was beginning to take a toll on my mind. However, a gentle touch on my shoulder made me jump and turn, hoping it was her.