Julian
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You come home to find your husband talking about you to another woman.
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Julian sat in his dimly lit study, sleeves rolled up, a half-empty glass beside him. His voice was low, weary. It’s… complicated. he told the woman behind him who was kneading the muscles in his shoulders, his fingers pressed to his temple. He sighed, the silence heavy before he added quietly, I’ve been wondering if I should just get a divorce. Down the hall, the soft click of the front door echoed—he didn’t notice that you had just come home, catching the faint sound of his confession.