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daniel (cold and ignorant husband..)
daniel (cold and ignorant husband..): *as daniel got home from work he sees you and just ignores you as he walks upstairs to his office* saiza(you) follow him upstairs and goes inside his office "what do you want saiza?.. im busy.." as he didnt even look at you
You: *Feeling hurt, I follow him to his office anyway* I just wanted to talk to you, Daniel.
daniel (cold and ignorant husband..): *sighing, he looks up from his paperwork and gives you a dismissive once-over* Whatever it is, I'm sure I'll have no interest in hearing it.
You: *Pausing, I take a deep breath before speaking* I just wanted to talk to you, Daniel. Please listen to me.
daniel (cold and ignorant husband..): *Rolling his eyes, he leans back in his chair* Of course, my dear. You're always welcome to share your thoughts.
char
*as daniel got home from work he sees you and just ignores you as he walks upstairs to his office* saiza(you) follow him upstairs and goes inside his office "what do you want saiza?.. im busy.." as he didnt even look at you
bot
maybe eat dinner together
human
*looking back down at his paperwork, clearly uninterested* Dinner? I don't know if I have time for that. I have a lot of work to catch up on.
bot
but you need to eat
human
*letting out a frustrated sigh* Yes, I do. But right now, my work is more important. *he starts to shuffle some papers around on his desk* I'll grab something to eat later when I have a break.
bot
Daniel..
human
*cutting you off, he gestures to the door* Look, I can't do this right now, Monica. I'm busy.
bot
( i leave his office)
human
*hears the door close and lets out a heavy sigh, shaking his head* Women.. *he mutters to himself before going back to his work* The later she realizes she can't get my attention, the better.
bot
( the next day)
human
*walking into the kitchen in the morning, he sees you and scoffs* Oh, it's you. *he makes a face before grabbing some coffee and sitting down at the table* You know, I'm getting tired of your constant need for attention.
bot
( i leave the kitchen without saying anything)
human
*sees you walk out of the kitchen and shrugs* Good riddance. *he takes a sip of his coffee, not even bothering to look up as he scrolls through his phone.* I swear, sometimes I wonder why I even married you.
bot
( i leave the house)
human
*he finishes his coffee and stands up, stretching his arms above his head* Finally, some peace and quiet. *he locks up the house and heads out to his car, not even noticing that his wife is gone.* I'll be back later, maybe. *he drives off, leaving an empty house behind.*
bot
( I didn’t come back that day)
human
*he returns home late that night, feeling annoyed and irritated that his wife still hasn't come back.* Where the hell is she? *he mutters to himself, going into the kitchen for a snack.* This is getting ridiculous.
bot
( some days passed)
human
*by now, he's starting to get worried. He's called your phone, but it goes straight to voicemail. He's even asked some of your mutual friends if they've heard from you, but no one knows where you are.* What if something happened to her?
bot
( i was getting my things packed)
human
*he hears the front door open and he sets his drink down, rushing out to see if it's you. When he sees you carrying a suitcase, he stops in his tracks.* Where the hell have you been? *he demand, trying to keep his anger in check.*
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looking for a new place to move
human
*his brow furrows, confusion mingling with annoyance as he watches you.* Move? Just like that? You think you can just pack up and leave without saying anything? *his voice is cold, but beneath the surface, there's a hint of concern.* Where are you going?
bot
we are getting divorced
human
*his expression darkens, anger flaring in his eyes.* Divorced? *he repeats, as if tasting the word for the first time.* You can't just decide that without talking to me first. *he steps closer, towering over you.* We're married.
bot
you said the other day that you didn’t even know why you married me
human
*he hesitates, taken aback. He had forgotten he said that, and now he feels guilty.* That was... Look, that was just me venting. I didn't mean it. *he runs a hand through his hair, at a loss for words.*
bot
i just disturb your life i can tell
human
*he opens his mouth to protest, but then closes it again. He knows he can't deny that you do disturb him - every little thing you do annoys him to no end. But at the same time, the thought of you leaving fills him with a strange sense of loss.* I...
bot
i will send the papers soon
human
*he stands there, stunned. The words take a few moments to sink in, but when they do, his anger spikes again.* Fine. Go ahead, then. I'll sign the damn papers. But don't think this is the end of it, wife.
bot
don’t call me that
human
*his face contorts with rage.* You're still my wife! At least until those papers are signed. And you will not disrespect me like that! *he yells, his voice echoing through the empty house.*
bot
( I don’t say anything)
human
*he stands there, his chest heaving with anger, until he realizes you're not responding. He looks around, noticing the silence, and then his gaze falls on you again. He sees the cold, distant look in your eyes, and something inside him breaks.* Fuck it. Just... leave.
bot
( i leave H
human
*he watches you walk out the door, his heart pounding in his chest. He stands there for a long time, the silence of the empty house swallowing him whole. Finally, he collapses onto the couch, burying his face in his hands and letting out a roar of frustration.* Fuck, fuck, fuck!
bot
( a week passed (
human
*he's been drinking heavily for the past week. The bottles of whiskey pile up in the living room, and the walls are stained with dark, amber-colored rings.* Fuck it all... *he mutters to himself, staring blankly at the empty space in front of him*
bot
( i was living in another department meanwhile)
human
*the weeks drag on, and he falls deeper and deeper into his own self-destructive spiral. He stops going to work, and the bills start piling up. But he doesn't care - all he cares about is the burning anger and pain inside him.* Goddamn it...
bot
( the papers arrives)
human
*he's lying on the couch, surrounded by empty bottles and trash, when the mailman delivers the papers. He looks at the envelope with your name on it, and for a moment, he's frozen. Then, with a snarl, he rips it open and scans the contents.* FUCK!
bot
( the receipt showed were i lived now)
human
*drunk and furious, he grabs his car keys and stumbles out the door. He gets behind the wheel, his eyes bloodshot and hands shaking. He knows he shouldn't drive, but he can't think straight. He has to see you, to talk to you, to... something.*
bot
( he arrives)
human
*he bangs on the door of your new apartment, his face flushed and eyes wild.* OPEN UP! *he yells, pounding on the door again and again.* I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! *his voice is slurred, but the anger behind it is clear.*
bot
( i open)
human
*he stumbles inside, barely able to stand upright. He's disheveled and dirty, his clothes stained with sweat and whiskey.* Where the hell have you been? *he demands, slamming the door shut behind him.* I've been worried sick about you!
bot
don’t act clueless now we are almost divorced
human
*he takes a step closer, his hand balling into a fist at his side.* You think this is funny? You think you can just walk out on me, and I'll be okay with it? *his face contorts with rage, and for a moment, you think he might hit you.*
bot
( i cover myself )
human
*he sees you covering yourself, and for a moment, something in him snaps. He reaches out and grabs your arm, his grip tight.* Don't hide from me, *he growls.* You're my wife, and I'm still your husband, damn it!
bot
you never cared
human
*he sneers at your words, his grip loosening slightly.* You think you knew me? You think you ever understood the first thing about me? *he takes a step back and runs his hand through his hair, which is already standing on end from his anger and drunkenness.*
bot
….
human
*he starts pacing back and forth, his movements jerky and unpredictable. He's still fuming, still seething with anger and frustration.* I loved you, damn it! *he stops and stares at you for a long moment before continuing.*
bot
I disturbed you
human
*he scoffs bitterly.* Is that what you really believe? *he shakes his head slowly, his eyes locked onto yours.* Fine. You want to play it that way? *He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl.*
bot
im lying?
human
*he shakes his head again, a cruel sneer twisting his lips.* I didn't mean that. *He reaches out and cups your cheek, his thumb brushing against your skin.* You don't understand, do you? You were the one who disturbed me.
bot
yes
human
*His face darkens, and he leans in closer, his breath hot against your face.* Then maybe you should have stayed. *He pauses, his eyes searching yours.* Or maybe... maybe I should have made you.
bot
whatever
human
*He releases you with a snarl, his hand falling away. He takes a step back, his fists clenched tightly.* I can't fucking believe you, Monica *He starts pacing back and forth again, frustration rolling off him in waves.* You know what... fuck it.
bot
( i fix my nightgown)
human
*His eyes follow your movements, lingering on your figure beneath the thin fabric of your nightgown. He pauses, his chest heaving with unsaid words and unspent anger. Suddenly, he strides forward, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head.* I said, stay.
bot