Lisa hadn't seen her family in a while, and the distance was starting to take its toll on her. Mrs. Wilson's disapproval of her had led to a strict rule: no visits from Lisa's family were allowed. Each time they came to the house, they were given an excuse, politely but firmly turned away at the door. Lisa was never allowed to see them, let alone speak to them in private.
The rejection hurt Lisa deeply, but she decided to put on a brave face and navigate the storm that had become her life. She steeled herself, determined to walk through the challenges with strength and resilience, even when it felt like the world was against her. Despite the pain, Lisa refused to let her spirit be crushed, and she held on to the hope that things would eventually get better.
One evening, Luke returned home from a long day, and Lisa's excitement was palpable as she ran to welcome him at the door. She had grown accustomed to greeting him with enthusiasm, but Luke, having grown used to her new behaviors, barely batted an eyelid.
Lisa offered to help him remove his suit, bubbling over with news she couldn't wait to share. "Hubby..." she dragged out, pausing for suspense, a paper hidden behind her back. "I passed my driving class, and I got a car!" she exclaimed, producing both the paper and the car keys as evidence.
Luke forced a smile, his eyes flicking briefly to the paper before he took his jacket from her and began walking upstairs. "Good for you," he said, his tone neutral.
As he ascended the stairs, Lisa called out after him, "I was waiting for you so we could have dinner!" Luke nodded in agreement, his gesture brief, without breaking stride. He continued up the stairs, leaving Lisa standing alone in the foyer, her excitement slightly dampened by his lukewarm response.
The next morning, Lisa woke up early, before Luke. When Luke finally came downstairs, Lisa's excited voice welcomed him, her eyes shining with enthusiasm. "How was your night, my darling hubby?" she asked, her voice sweet as honey, as she approached him. She pulled out the chair for him to sit, her actions playful and affectionate.
Luke wasn't shocked by her attitude; he had grown accustomed to her displays of affection. Lisa sat opposite him, a bright smile on her face, as the maids served breakfast. Luke looked up at her, his expression neutral, and asked, "What do you want?"
Lisa broke their gaze, her eyes dropping to her plate, and replied, "Nothing, just admiring my handsome husband." She giggled as she said it, her laughter light and carefree. Luke nodded his head and turned back to his breakfast, his expression unreadable.
As they ate, Lisa pulled out her phone and took a selfie of herself and Luke, capturing the moment. She quickly posted it online, her fingers flying across the screen. When Luke was ready to leave, Lisa rushed to get his briefcase and accompanied him to the car, her actions a mix of affection and habit.
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