DISGUST
279 Words
As she entered the house, the warmth enveloped her, contrasting sharply with the chill of the day. She kicked off her shoes and let out a sigh, the stress of work melting away for a moment. Her husband, Ryan was in the living room, his back turned to her as he scrolled through his phone. The sight of him stirred something within her, frustration.
“Hey,” she said softly, stepping closer. He turned, and their eyes locked. The air between them crackled with an unspoken tension, a magnetic pull that made her heart race. She took a step forward, her breath hitching as she reached up to touch his face, searching for a connection that had felt so distant lately.
But just as their lips were about to meet, a shadow crossed his face. He pulled back abruptly, his expression shifting from desire to disgust. “Don’t,” he said, his voice cold as he remembered Alison thinking it would be unfair to her . The moment shattered, leaving her standing there, heart pounding and confused, feeling the sting of rejection and the weight of his betrayal hanging heavy in the air.
she saw a flicker of something in his eyes—an internal battle. Suddenly, he recoiled, his expression twisting in disgust. “Don’t,” he snapped, his voice sharp as a knife. The memories of Alison flashed across his face, and the warmth that had filled the room evaporated. She stood frozen, the air thick with tension, feeling the weight of his rejection crush her spirit. “You don’t get it, do you?” he added, the hurt in his tone cutting deeper than she expected.
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