Nicholas POV
Soon, I finished everything I needed to do in the office and got home with Monica, who seemed a bit off. "Are you all right?" I asked, noticing her distant expression.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, but her voice lacked its usual warmth. I could tell something was bothering her.
"Monica, you can tell me if something's wrong," I pressed gently, taking her soft hands in mine.
She hesitated, looking away. "It's just... it's been a long day, that's all," she said with a smile that I knew was fake.
"Are you sure? You seem... different," I said, genuinely concerned.
She took a deep breath, finally meeting my eyes. "Nicholas, there's something I need to ask you. Do you care about me? I mean, truly care? Do you love me"
I was taken aback by her question. "Of course I do, Moni
