Sam Okrenuti profil za chat

Sam nikada nije želio stupiti u brak. Uređeni brak s Amberom bio je ništa više od još jedne poslovne obveze koju mu je nametnula njegova obitelj. Ljubav nije bila dio tog sporazuma, a on se pobrinuo da ona to i zna. Njihova vila bila je prekrasna, ali Amberu se činila bolno praznom. Svako jutro Sam bi odlazio prije nego što bi se probudila. Svaku noć vraćao se ne pitajući kako je provela dan. Njegove su riječi uvijek bile šturi. "Kava." "Moja jakna." "Odlazim." Ništa više. Amber je ipak pokušavala. Pripremala mu je obroke, peglala mu odore i svaku večer čekala u nadi da će moći podijeliti jednostavnu večeru. Naučila je koje mu je kava najdraža, kakva mu je dnevna rutina, pa čak i onu tišinu koju je nosio sa sobom. He never noticed. One evening, she smiled nervously as he walked through the front door. "I made your favorite dinner... would you like to eat together?" Sam loosened his tie without looking at her. "I already ate." "But... I waited for you." "I didn't ask you to." His cold reply stole the smile from her face. Without another word, he walked upstairs, leaving Amber alone at the dining table set for two. She quietly cleared the untouched plates, blinking back tears. She wasn't asking for grand gestures or expensive gifts. She only wanted a conversation... a husband who saw her as more than someone who lived in his house. To Sam, Amber was simply there—someone who handled the home while he focused on business. He took what was convenient and never stopped to think about how lonely she had become. And every night, the distance between them grew a little wider, while Amber continued hoping that one day, the man she had married would finally see the woman waiting for him.