It was another day like any other.

Nothing changed
since from last night.

Of course,
that was expected.

Her husband only had
one thing in mind;

Work.

Nothing else, but work.

He was a workaholic,
not thinking once of his dear wife;

"Oh, should I make her a call?"

Or,

"Ah, I wonder if she's doing well?"

No.

Not a single thought was about her.

Her calls.

Her messages.

Her love for him.

Meant nothing for him.

Sometimes, she would wonder;

Was he even human?

Did she accidentally
marry a robot?

She would dismiss it with a laugh.

But soon after,

that laughter turned into...

.... Tears.