Smells from the kitchen invited growls from his belly. He turned his head and yelled vague impatience in the direction of his wife, who was used to an ungrateful attitude and simply ignored the noise. She slowly stirred the risotto, savouring the rich aroma of her cooking, and thought about divorce.
Discontent had been in her bones for a long time, but she hadn't acknowledged her real feelings until now. Clamping her eyelids shut, she could feel every fibre of her taut and trembling flesh. She thought - forever cannot be like this.