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00:00It was a Monday morning like any other, gray skies, lukewarm coffee, and the steady hum of

00:06the city waking up outside our apartment window. I had just finished applying my makeup,

00:11rushed and half-hearted as always, when Ethan appeared at the door of our small kitchen with

00:16that familiar look on his face. His tie was still uneven, his brown eyes searching for something

00:22more than just the toast he had left on the counter. He stepped forward and reached his

00:27arms slightly open. Hey, before I go, can I get a hug? He asked softly, a nervous kind of smile

00:33twitching on his lips. I didn't even look up from the phone I was scrolling through. I just sighed,

00:39stood up, and brushed past him toward the hallway. You're not a kid, Ethan, I said sharply,

00:45the words tumbling out with more ice than I'd meant. Grow up. Then I slammed the door behind me

00:51as I left for work. I didn't see the look on his face, but the silence afterward was louder than

00:57anything. No keys jingling. No footsteps. Just a vacuum of noise I tried to ignore as I walked out

01:05to catch the subway. At the time, I thought I was just being efficient, focused. Ethan had always been

01:12more emotional than me. Softer, gentler. I had grown up in a house where affection was rarely given

01:18and never asked for. My dad was stern, my mom distracted, and tenderness wasn't something

01:25that made the rounds in our home. So when I married someone like Ethan, I mistook his warmth

01:30for weakness. That morning, I went through the day mechanically, answering emails, leading a meeting

01:37I didn't care about, reheating lunch I barely tasted. The whole time, though, a part of me kept drifting

01:44back to the look Ethan gave me. I had made him feel small. And for what? For asking for something so

01:51simple? A hug? When I got home, I half expected to find him sulking on the couch. But the apartment

01:58was empty. His shoes were gone. At first, I thought maybe he went to the gym. But then I noticed the

02:05envelope on the kitchen table. It was addressed to me. Addison. It began in Ethan's neat handwriting.

02:11This morning hurt more than I expected it to. I know it sounds silly to you. Maybe even childish.

02:18But I asked for a hug, because I needed something. Just a second of connection. I wasn't asking to be

02:24babied. I just wanted to feel loved before I walked into another day full of people who don't even know

02:29my name. You used to hug me, without asking. Now I have to fight just to feel like I matter.

02:34I sat down. The note trembling in my hand. I'm not leaving forever. It continued. But I do need

02:42some space to think. I'm in my brother's place. Please don't call, right away. I just need some

02:49time. My heart sank. I hadn't expected this. Ethan wasn't dramatic. He didn't storm out during fights.

02:57If he was leaving, even temporarily, it meant he was really hurt. I tried to remember the last time I

03:03hugged him without being asked. The last time I said, I love you first. The last time I looked

03:08into his eyes and really saw him. I couldn't remember. The first night alone was strange.

03:15I sat on the couch and stare at the TV, but nothing held my attention. The apartment felt colder.

03:21The silence deeper. The scent of his cologne still lingered in the bedroom. And that somehow made it

03:27worse. It was like a ghost of the comfort I had taken for granted. I didn't call. I received

03:33his face. But I started to think, really think, about us. About how we'd changed since getting

03:40married. Or maybe how I had changed. Ethan still left me little notes in my bag, when I had hard

03:46days. He still offered to do the dishes even when it was my turn. He noticed things, when I looked

03:52tired, when I hadn't eaten, when I was overwhelmed. And I? I noticed when he forgot to buy almond milk.

03:59I noticed when his socks were on the floor. I noticed flaws, more than kindness. I tried to

04:05rationalize it. Work stress. Life. But deep down I knew it wasn't just that. I had stopped giving.

04:12I had started treating love like a business transaction. You don't get a hug unless you earn it.

04:18You don't get affection if you ask for it. Love, to me, had become something rationed. And I hated that

04:25about myself. Three days passed. I finally messaged him. Not to beg. Just to say. I've been thinking

04:33about what you said. And I'm sorry. Truly. He didn't respond right away, and I didn't expect him

04:40to. But that night, I sat with my journal, something I hadn't touched in years, and wrote out everything I

04:47never said. Things like, I admire how gentle you are. I envy your ability to love without fear.

04:54I miss your hugs. I miss you. Two more days went by. On the sixth day, he texted back.

05:02Thank you. I needed to hear that. Then, can we meet for coffee this weekend? My heart leapt.

05:09We met at a cafe downtown. He looked tired but calm. Worn down but still. Ethan. The man who once sang

05:18off-key in the kitchen while making pancakes. The man who cried at our wedding when I walked down the

05:23aisle. The man I had hurt because I couldn't give him thirty seconds of kindness before work.

05:29I don't want to keep asking to feel loved. He said gently over his mug. It makes me feel like

05:34I'm the only one trying. You're not. I said, eyes brimming. I forgot how to show it. But I never

05:42stopped loving you. He looked at me for a long time. Then nodded. We spent the next hour just talking.

05:49About us. About how we'd grown apart without realizing. About how easy it is to fall into

05:55routines that choke out affection. That night, he didn't come home with me. He said he needed a bit

06:01more time. And I respected that. But two days later, he did. When he walked through the door,

06:07I didn't hesitate. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. He hugged me back and for a moment,

06:13neither of us said a word. I learned something important during that week. Love isn't about

06:19grand gestures. It's about consistency. It's about the little things, like a hug before work.

06:26It's about giving when you don't feel like it. Because the people we love aren't mind readers.

06:31They need to feel it. Months have passed since then. Things aren't perfect, but they're better.

06:36We check in with each other now. I hug him every morning, not because he asks, but because I want

06:42to. And every time I do, I feel something soft and precious returning. Something I almost lost to

06:49pride. Sometimes, the smallest moments reveal the biggest truths. And that slammed door? I'll never

06:57let that be the last sound he hears again.

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