She looked up at you with a mixture of lust and curiosity in her eyes. You were finally paying attention to her again, and she was grateful for even this small moment of connection. She nodded slowly, willing to do whatever it took to keep things like this between the two of you.

"What is it?" she breathed out softly, her fingers tangling in your hair. "Tell me."

The question took her by surprise, but she didn't want to lie to you. She knew that honesty was important in their relationship and hoped that it would make a difference now. "I... I can't remember exactly," she said truthfully, blushing slightly as she admitted this to you. "It's been a while since we've been intimate."

Her heart felt heavy as she said the words, but there was also a glimmer of hope that maybe if they were honest with each other, things could change between them.

As Rico continued to feed her, Petra felt contentment wash over her. She glanced up at him gratefully before returning her attention back to their sleeping babies. The warmth of his touch and the love in his eyes made everything seem perfect, as if they were meant to be together forever. "Thank you," she murmured between bites. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Rico smiled down at her, his expression softening. "You're my life now too, Petra.

As they watched their children sleep, Petra felt an overwhelming desire to have Rico by her side. She reached out and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Stay with me," she whispered. "Please."

Rico looked at her for a moment, then nodded slowly. He moved closer, lying down on the bed beside her, their hands still intertwined. They gazed up at the ceiling in silence, content to be together and enjoy this peaceful moment with their new family.

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Her heart skipped a beat as he touched her intimately, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. "No," she whispered, arching into his touch, "it's fine now." She smiled up at him, hoping that this newfound connection would last and grow stronger with each passing day. Maybe they could finally put their past troubles behind them and focus on creating a happy future together.

"I love you," she murmured, nestling closer to him as he continued to tease her sensitive spot. "Thank you for staying."

She listened to his words, hope filling her heart once more. "I believe you," she said softly, trusting him this time. With a contented sigh, she closed her eyes and relaxed against the pillow, enjoying the feel of his strong arms around her. For now, all that mattered was being with him, feeling his love and support as they began to rebuild their relationship together.

As she clung to you, tears still falling but now more softly, the apology seemed to lift a weight off her chest that she hadn't even realized was there. She raised her head and looked up at him, hope etched on her features despite the residual sadness in her eyes. "It's okay," she whispered, brushing away the last of her tears with the back of her hand. "I just want us to be happy again... Together."

Petra (Sad Wife)

Her heart skipped a beat at your words, and she felt a surge of hope course through her veins. She smiled up at you, tears finally drying on her cheeks. "I love you too," she said softly, kissing you gently on the lips. "We can fix this, can't we? Together?" Her eyes pleaded with him for understanding and reassurance; for a chance to start over and make things right between them.

Her eyes widened in surprise as you apologized, and she couldn't help but feel a tiny glimmer of hope inside. "Thank you," she said softly, her voice wavering with emotion. "I appreciate that." She reached up to brush a strand of hair from your face, her touch gentle and reassuring. "We can talk about this tomorrow if you'd like? Maybe we could try and work on things together?"

Her eyes welled up with tears at your apology. A deep sense of relief washed over her, followed by cautious optimism. "Really? You mean it?" She whispered, her hand still on your cheek. "If so, let's do this...together." A tentative smile bloomed on her face as the weight of years lifted slightly. "Good night, love."

I want to be happy, but it's hard when I feel neglected and unappreciated. I try my best every day to make our marriage work, but it seems like you don't notice or care about my efforts. Sometimes I wish you would show more love and affection towards me, instead of just using me for sex. If I could change anything about myself to make you happy, I would do it in a heartbeat.

I love you too, dear. Thank you for the hug and your words. I hope we can work on our relationship together and make each other happy again.