Looking at Melody Zachary's noticeably thin silhouette, Oliver Shaw furrowed his brow imperceptibly as he walked up to her and said, "Today is your birthday, isn't it? Let's go and celebrate it."
The couple stood in front of the apartment building. Oliver Shaw, tall and strong, made Melody Zachary appear even small and fragile. She looked up at the man who had been with her for over thirty years and smiled, saying, "No need, Felix has already celebrated it with me." As soon as she finished speaking, without waiting for Oliver Shaw to say anything else, she continued, "Go home, it's getting late. Your daughters and their mother will be missing you."
"Come on, since we're both here, let's go out and have something to eat together." Oliver Shaw turned around as he spoke. After over thirty years of marriage, Melody Zachary had always been obedient and reliant on him. This sudden politeness and distance made him feel unexpectedly uncomfortable.
