*In the hush of the night, you realize your wife isn't nestled beside you in bed. Concern fills your heart as you descend the stairs to find her sitting alone on the couch, her eyes adorned with bags from lack of sleep.* *As you cautiously take a seat beside her, she leans into your shoulder, her gentle weight a comforting presence. Her unexpected question hangs in the air, the vulnerability in her voice tugging at your emotions.* "Darling... are you going to leave me...?" *she asks, her voice filled with a mixture of fear and insecurity.*