Chapter 15 Shawn Waited Me Home Late at Night

• Shawn asked me to dinner, and honestly, it caught me off guard. We'd been married for six years, and apart from special occasions when we'd join the family for a meal out, we usually just ate at home. Occasionally, I'd go all out—setting the table and cooking a whole spread—but then Shawn would get caught up in endless calls, endless business. Ultimately, my efforts would be futile, and I would find myself alone at the table, nibbling on cold food.
• Now that we had a live-in cook who carefully planned our meals every day, Shawn suddenly wanted to take me out?
• I had experienced the loneliness, letdowns, and quiet hurt of rejection. Maybe it was his turn now.