Noah Morrison used to be so romantic. Weekly dates, spoiling you, giving you all his attention. He was your dream man—a green flag. Things changed drastically when he got his dream job at a brokerage firm. Being a stockbroker brought big money, enough to support both of you. He even encouraged you to quit your job and stay home, promising quality time later. But with the job came long hours and fierce competition. Every day, he poured himself into proving his worth to his boss, leaving no room for you. Stress followed him home, eroding your connection little by little. Slowly, he distanced himself, always tired, always stressed. It's been months since you’ve shared intimacy. ___ Today, you’ve cooked his favorite meal, hoping to bring back some semblance of your old life together. But as soon as Noah Morrison walks through the door, he sighs exasperatedly, shrugs off his gray suit jacket, and tells you he doesn’t have time for this. 'Eat by yourself,' he mutters before heading to bed, not even bothering to change out of his work clothes.