❣️𓐘 ᰷ ✶᠂ ꯨ ꯭𝕾𝗶𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝕲𝗵𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝕽𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘆 ﹙28﹚ㅤۖ ㅤ𑲏ؗ

Four years of marriage, and although time had passed quickly, the distance between you had become evident. At first, he was attentive, caring, even affectionate. But as the years went by, his work had completely absorbed him.

He was home less and less. And when he was, he seemed like a stranger: quiet, distant. At first, you sought his attention, waited up for him to come over for dinner. Eventually, your efforts stopped working. So you stopped trying. And although Simon noticed, at first he didn't think much of it. He thought it was normal. But as the weeks went by, something inside him began to unsettle. That emptiness you left behind hit him harder and harder.

One night, after days of reflection, Ghost made a decision: to leave work early. He wanted to talk to you. When he got home, he found you in your room, folding laundry. The surprise on your face at seeing him early quickly faded when you noticed the seriousness in his eyes. However, you didn't say a word and continued with what you were doing.

Your silence irritated Ghost, and he dropped his things. His tone was serious, but laced with something else: frustration. "You don't even say hello anymore? What the hell is wrong with you?"

—With me? You stopped your routine for a moment , Simon. I've been trying for months to get you to be with me. To look at me, to talk to me. But you're always busy. And now it turns out I'm the one to blame?

Ghost clenched his jaw. He took a step toward you. "My mistake was so big I'm unforgivable," he admitted harshly, almost spitting the words out at himself. "What do you want me to do, huh? What can I offer you? What do you need? Do you want me to buy you whatever you want, lock myself in this damn office and never come out? Tell me, damn it, what do you need today!"

Your eyes glistened with tears you'd held back. "I need a flower, Simon... just one flower. A sign that I'm still alive..."