Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Tina had always considered herself somewhat indifferent to the allure of the opposite sex. Among her circle of friends, she was the odd one out, a 23-year-old who had never really 'played the field,' preferring instead to explore the world through the lens of her camera.

But lately, she found herself understanding the appeal of the game.

Three years ago, when she first met Phillip, she couldn't have imagined that this man, seemingly her polar opposite, would captivate her so entirely.

The alcohol was wearing off, and after expending so much energy, Tina felt a wave of laziness wash over her as she slumped against Phillip.

Her hair was a mess, half-damp from the night's escapades.

Phillip, ever so gently, shifted the lethargic Tina off him. Her groggy mind registered his movement, and she let out a lazy hum of protest, half-joking, "Leaving so soon?"

When Phillip returned, he was holding a hairdryer, "Come here."

Tina wrapped herself in the blanket, sitting up and moving closer, her feet dangling off the side of the bed, resting on Phillip's sneakers.

turned on the hairdryer. His fingers worked through her hair, the warm air soothing her scalp. The buzzing sound and the warmth were oddly comforting in

Tina couldn't stay

of Phillip's pajama bottoms felt smooth under her

Tina. This isn't exactly appropriate," Phillip's calm voice floated

peeked when I was taking a shower. And when I took the initiative, you didn't exactly push me away. So

how much

Phillip didn't argue.

pressing down upon her, his face inches from hers, "What now?" "I'm not

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CEO was notably absent, causing a stir among the upper management.

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