SHE PLANNED TO just reheat the dishes BK’s mom cooked, so she only steamed some rice. She also sent her husband a message asking what time he’d be home. He said he wasn’t sure because he had a dinner meeting, so she decided to just eat alone.She thought it would only be that night her husband would be late. But it started happening frequently, so she asked BK if his late nights were really about work. It was becoming too frequent.“I’m tired, baby. I thought you understood what we do. But maybe you don’t. You’ve been questioning me so many times now for coming home late. You saw how late Paul let us go because of the mission. Call him if you want proof.”She glanced at the clock. It was already eleven at night. That was really late. Lately, so much food has been going to waste. Even if she ate it the next morning, it wasn’t enough, and the rest just spoiled.“I’m sorry. I just hate wasting food. Maybe I shouldn’t have cooked. Anyway, I’ll go to bed now.” Her voice had gone soft, so h
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