As she pondered on Trisha's words, Valerie's gaze met with Greg's, who just came out from the bathroom. Their eyes locked and her heart skipped a beat.
Valerie felt this excitement build up inside her, as if the words she just recalled meant nothing at that moment. Maybe her husband wasn't the same. Perhaps Trisha misjudged her husband. Maybe Greg would prove her doubts wrong.
Would he be able to set aside any ego-driven concerns and truly listen to her aspirations? Valerie's heart hung in the balance, awaiting Greg to say something, to do something.
But instead, he broke the stare and walked away to blow dry his hair. Valerie's eyes followed Greg, her mind reeling in disappointment. The tender moment had vanished, replaced by the mundane routine of getting ready.
She felt a pang of pain in her chest, as if his withdrawal was a physical rejection. Valerie's thoughts swirled with doubts.
