"Uh, Extravagant restaurant, eh? Why can't I wrap my head around that name?" Julie jokingly asked with a little giggle. Steven glanced at her before staring at the road again. He kept one hand on the steering wheel and used his other to hold Julie's hand, squeezing it gently, but tightly. "Come on, babe. It's a new and fancy restaurant that had recently opened, that's why you don't know it. You are my queen, and I want to treat you as such." Steven replied. Julie gave him an awkward smile and reluctant expression that made Steven feel like he had said something wrong or ridiculous. "What? Did I say something bad?" He asked, feeling confused and uncertain about why she made such a face. "I don't know. But you and I curled up on the sofa watching an old school movie with some bags of chips will sure make me feel like a queen too." Julie calmly answered as she covered Steven's hand

Another waiter came up to Matt and Chloe and directed them into a private room. When the waiter left them alone, Matt finally let Chloe down.  She felt so good being on her two feet again but also hated him for carrying her against her will. "Look here, Matt! I am not your puppet! And I..." Chloe said, but stopped her sentence in the middle as the beauty of the room caught her eye. The space in the room appeared partly cut off from the noise of the premier restaurant by a gleaming oval curtain, which seemed decorated with four-thousand-five-hundred sparkling fiber optics, which fell dramatically from the ceiling. The crystal chandelier in the form of raindrops made the room more glittery and romantic. Chloe slowly twirled around, admiring the design of this room. Every single detail was breath-taking to her. She felt comfortable as the light reflected everything flawlessly. "Do you like it?" Mat

When Jackson got into the living room, he still felt this sharp anger running through his veins. The entire house seemed like a cage to him, his body was building up tension, and the stiffness within the air made him feel like he was slowly suffocating. At that moment, all Jackson wanted was to leave the anger and the pain at home and go somewhere else. So that's what he did. Jackson left the house, got in his car, and drove off. After a three-hour drive, Jackson found himself at "Twilight Beach." He packed his car, got out of the vehicle, took off his sneakers, and walked on the sand. The moment Jackson's feet felt the heat of the sand and the sunlight on his face, he experienced a sense of relief flowing through his soul. The beach was empty at that hour, and Jackson had the entire area to himself. He felt so amazing being one with nature as he buried his feet in the sand and gazed at the bright sun reflecting its ligh

At sharp six o'clock on Wednesday, Jackson was ready to go for his morning jog. He hates to wake up early, especially in the middle of the week. But Jackson felt like his home was the last place he wanted to be, and a quick run would help clear his mind. Jennie had been lying in bed awake the entire morning. She had been experiencing sleepless nights for five days now. Jackson had not interacted with her from Saturday to Tuesday, and now it was Wednesday. Jennie knew today wouldn't be any different. She heard the guest room door open, then shut. Jennie was hoping to hear a knock on her door, but when she overheard the front door slam, her desires shattered. The light from the window shone into the room, and the wind blew the curtain open. Jennie put her bare feet on the cold floor and walked toward the window. When she looked outside, her heart ached as she watched Jackson smile with their neighbor before running toward the west wing of thei

Working hours flew by quickly, and it was five o'clock on the dot. Steven and Julie had an afternoon date, so Jackson did not have to drive Julie to their residence. He arrived home and turned on the lights. As the house lights up, Jackson feels bitter inside. History had repeated itself, and Jackson was again a lonely married man who remained devoted to his wife. All Jackson always wanted was to become a man that his father never was and care about his family like his father never did. But sometimes Jennie makes it so hard for him to be that man. He has been so lavish with his wife, allowing her to do whatever she wishes and empowering her to get away with her bad habit. And now he wonders if things were going to be different if he had been a little like his father. He dropped his keys on the sofa and went upstairs to Jennie's and his bedroom. When Jackson entered their room, there was nothing but loneliness in his eyes