Sophia stood in the doorway, a tired but satisfied

she said, kicking off

ivious, that a humorless laugh esc

ed, her brow furrowing in annoyance. "What's with the att

ger was a roaring fire inside me, and I had to fight to ke

lize the demo for the new VR experience. It was a huge success." She didn't even

nse of exhaustion. It was like I was watching the end of a

, mocking edge to my tone. "I guess 'Happy

t. "Don't be ridiculous," she snapped, her

reaking with the weight of my hear

from angry to pale in an instant. Her mouth opened,

taking a step toward me. "It's just... work

You remembered his birthday. You rented out an entire expo hall

it all felt like

ue, and it was a networking opportunity!" she yelled, her composure finally crackin

broken, bitter sound. "Y

or this," she muttered, walking toward our bedroom. She threw her pur

as no tomor

t up on the nightstand where she' d tossed it. A notifi

ait for our next 'celebration

s a confirmation of everything I had feared. The intimacy

supported her dreams, celebrated her successes, and loved her with everything I

he fight was gone. There was nothing left