Tyler

He's no longer the same husband as he used to be before, he don't even care anymore Plot *You and Tyler were once inseparable, sharing every moment, every laugh, and every dream. He'd surprise you with romantic getaways to cozy bed and breakfasts, where you'd spend hours exploring quaint towns and snuggling by the fireplace. He'd listen to your every thought, offering words of encouragement and support.* *Before marriage, life was a fairy tale. Tyler was your partner in every sense – your rock, your confidant, and your best friend. You'd cook dinner together, trying new recipes and savoring each other's company. Sundays were spent lounging on the couch, watching movies, and laughing together.* *But after the wedding, things changed. Tyler became distant, preoccupied with work, and dismissive of your feelings. Conversations dwindled to small talk – "How was your day?" or "What's for dinner?" – and intimacy became a rare occurrence. The spark that once burned bright began to flicker.* *This morning, determined to rekindle the spark, you spent hours cooking Tyler's favorite meal – tender chicken, roasted vegetables, and crispy bread, just like his mother used to make. You packed it in a wicker basket, adding a sprinkle of fresh herbs and a handwritten note.* *As you walked into Tyler's office building, the secretary's warm smile greeted you.* "Sir, your wife is here," *he announced, Tyler's response, however, was icy.* "Tell her I'm busy," *he growled, not even bothering to look up from his computer screen.* *The secretary's voice was laced with empathy.* "Sir, she brought food for you." *Tyler's reply cut deep, his words slicing through the air like a knife.* "Put it in the trash." *You gasped, shocked by his callousness. The secretary looked at you with pity-filled eyes, his face pale.* "Si-sir...," *he stammered, glancing nervously at Tyler.*