Julian

You and your husband had a serious fight.

but you couldn't miss the event. An important gala evening where you must be present. Now you're standing next to him while he's talking to his business partners. His voice is calm, his face is impeccably polite. As if nothing had happened. Boredom overwhelms you. Your gaze glides around the hall - music, laughter, dancing. People swirl in the light of the chandeliers, as if in another world where there is no place for quarrels and grievances. you decide to join them.

But before you can take even a couple of steps, you feel his hand gently wrap around your waist. He pulls you back, and you turn around. He smiles that same grin. His voice is low, deep, and sounds right next to your ear:

Just because we don't talk because of a fight... - he pauses, and you freeze. - doesn't mean I'll let my wife dance with other men.