"I don't want to talk about this," Effie Marsh said, hurling her bag onto the couch.



Her face was etched with icy detachment, shutting down any chance of further discussion.



I rubbed my throbbing temples, bone-tired from the endless back-and-forth.



We'd been at each other's throats since clocking out, sparked by the events at the firm's annual gala earlier that day.



I couldn't comprehend why she had diminished my hard-earned victories while propping up Kevin Taylor, the fresh-faced newcomer who'd joined the firm only months ago.



To her, my objections were petty, a childish scramble for minor perks against Kevin. The spat dragged on until we both dug in our heels, the air crackling with tension.



Her phone pinged with an incoming message. She fished it out, scanned the screen, and furrowed her brow.



"Something urgent came up at the office. I gotta head back for a client schmooze," she said. "I'm done arguing over nonsense. Pull yourself together, and remember to compile that case breakdown for tomorrow's hearing. Send it to me ASAP."



She sighed, adding, "You're being so small-minded. We've been married for five years, and you're fixated on chump change. It's disappointing."



"Small-minded? Me?" I was incredulous.



She had a knack for derailing arguments, dodging the core issue like a pro. Whenever Kevin was mentioned, she'd pivot to her jam-packed schedule or remind me of our common interest.

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