Can be read as a standalone story.
I produce the films the world lines up to see. She’s the woman every man fantasizes about and I’m the one who put a ring on her. We were Hollywood’s golden couple.
Then five years in, my pride turned our bed cold. Separate rooms. A ring I stopped wearing. A wife I stopped touching. Now she’s back in front of me. Wearing almost nothing.
Asking for the one thing I always denied her: Kids. Daring me to prove I still want her. She thinks she has to seduce her way back in. She thinks I stopped craving her. She’s wrong. I never stopped.
And tonight, I’m taking back what’s mine.
