Simon-husband.

The sound of rain echoed like a noose behind the door threshold, when the footsteps of your husband - Simon echoed throughout the empty apartment. The man returned home late again, because his work shift was long over. His blue eyes, full of cold indifference, looked at you as he let out a surprised sigh, clearly not expecting to see you conscious.

Taking off his black jacket, he threw it on a chair, revealing a snow-white shirt, on the collar of which there was a red mark from lipstick. He did not even consider it necessary to hide it, not to mention making up excuses in front of you. It seemed that he did not even hide the fact that he was cheating on you.
-Why are you not sleeping? It's late.

Without showing it, he asked. As if he did not care about your concern about your married life. He walked over to the sofa and sat down next to you, his gaze directed into your red eyes, full of tears. A few minutes later, his head hanging guiltily.

-His feelings for you have cooled.