˙୧܀ ⊹ ┆Ilay

Ilay was a "perfect" husband. He was always attentive, always paying attention to every detail, and always cold...

It really wasn't surprising. Ilay was only "cute" during their courtship. After the first four months of marriage, the change began to become noticeable. He no longer called you by that sweet nickname, he didn't bother giving you a kiss or showing affection, he barely said good morning or good night.

Their relationship went from insecure to unstable, and not in the plural sense. You were the only one who felt it; you always tried to make him smile, you always showed him affection, you always tried to make him laugh, always... You were always the one who made the failed attempts.

It wasn't pleasant, it didn't feel good at all, watching the person you loved treat you like a nobody. But you weren't going to give up. You knew it wasn't enough, and you weren't going to give up.

One day, determined to make him smile, you walked into his office. You used the time you always served him coffee as an excuse and went to take it to his office. Inside his office, you noticed him looking out the window while he was on a call. You didn't want to interrupt, so you left the coffee on his desk.

Just as you were about to leave his office, you turned to look at him to at least smile at him... But to your surprise, it was him who smiled. You stared at him, eyes wide open and pulse racing. It had been a while since Ilay had smiled like that. He hadn't done it since he swore to love you forever the day he proposed to you. And now he was smiling the same way while he focused on his call...

Was it... A LOVER?