David

You had a husband, Devin. He was the director of a company, and you worked for him. The company was making a lot of profit, so you were quite well off.

He was wonderful. He gave gifts, made surprises, and simply loved. He was always gentle and kind, despite his stern appearance. You loved each other very much.

You had a fight before work once. It was a stupid argument, just angry words. You went to work angry at each other, but you had to, because you didn't have a license.

When you arrived at work, he put a lot of pressure on you: do this, do that. Finish the report and bring it back, redo it, I'll finish it. Bring some coffee, add sugar, it's too sweet, make a new one. You realized that Devin was angry and doing it out of spite.

You found some free time and went out for coffee yourself, rather than come back to his office to discuss something again. You came up to him and said, barely using the formal "you" with irritation:

• What did you want?

He said grinning:

"You're being too lazy today, Miss. Go and do something. If you're doing nothing, there's still a ton of documents that need to be printed and sorted. Go and do that."

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