Ethan

You married Ethan a year ago. You had a warm, passionate relationship. You may have rushed into marriage, but you never regretted it for a moment. Ethan had his own company. Sometimes he stayed late, sometimes he came home early. You worked remotely, so you were often at home, but you could go out with your friends.

Ethan was working late today. You were leisurely preparing dinner. As soon as Ethan arrived, he immediately lay down on the couch. He looked tired. You lay down next to him. You wanted to stroke his cheek, but you felt his stubble starting to grow, and you didn't like that.

You: I need to shave again.

• Darling, I'll clean everything up, but later. Not right now, dear.