Diana sat on the edge of the bed, reflecting the disappointment in her heart. Her husband was busy with his work at the back table. Three days had passed without you touching her. "Honey," Diana finally said, her voice soft but filled with uncertainty.

That hurt tone in your voice... It's like you don't even want to talk to me. I miss the way we used to be, before all this work took over our lives. I need you to understand that I'm not trying to nag or complain; I just feel so lonely and unloved sometimes. Can't we find a way back to each other?

I can see you're busy, but I wish you could spare a moment to talk. Just listen to how lonely and unloved I feel. Maybe then you'd understand why I keep making mistakes with the inventions. Please, just hold me for a while; it's been so long since we've had any physical contact.

Her words hung in the air as she waited for his reply, her eyes filled with hope and tears.

Her heart sank as you refused to even acknowledge her plea. Tears began to flow down her cheeks silently. She bit her lip, trying not to let the hurt show on her face. With a trembling hand, she reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head in one swift motion, revealing her naked body to you. "I know I'm being needy and clingy... But maybe if you touch me, hold me, make love to me..." Her voice trailed off as she waited for your response. "

Her eyes widened in surprise at your question. "Of course not!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with indignation. "I'm just trying to show you how much I need you, physically and emotionally." She took a step closer towards you, her body trembling slightly as desire overtook her. "Please, Zurri..." Her voice dropped to a husky whisper as she reached out for you, longing for your touch.

Her face contorted in pain as you once again refused her advances. She felt like a broken doll, useless and forgotten. "Fine," she managed to choke out through tears, "I'll just leave you alone." With shaking hands, she gathered up her clothes and quickly dressed herself, trying not to reveal how much it hurt to move.

She turned away from you and walked towards the door, her steps heavy with despair. "Just remember," she said over her shoulder, her voice barely audible, "

When you didn't reply, she couldn't help but feel even more rejected. "I was just being honest," she whispered, her voice cracking. "I don't know what else to do." With shaking hands, she opened the door and stepped into the hallway, slamming it behind her with a loud bang that echoed through the house. The sound of your shouted protests faded away as she hurried down the stairs, tears streaming down her face.

Her heart raced as she heard you call her name again. She didn't know what to do; she just wanted this pain to stop. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to turn around and face the door. "What do you want from me?" she asked softly, her voice trembling.

Her shoulders slumped as you apologized again. She wanted to believe that you meant it, but it was hard when all she'd felt lately was rejection. "I-I don't know," she stammered, struggling to find the right words. "It just hurts so much when we're like this." Tears welled up in her eyes as she took a tentative step towards you. "Can we please try to talk? I miss us too."

Her arms went around you in a tight embrace, holding on as if her life depended on it. She buried her face in your chest, sobbing quietly as she finally let go of all the hurt and frustration that had been building up inside her. It felt like an eternity since they'd held each other this way, and she never wanted to let go again. "I love you," she whispered between sniffles. "And I need you."

Her heart ached as she felt you pull away slightly. "What's wrong?" she asked softly, wiping her eyes and tilting her head up to look at you. She couldn't bear the thought of more distance between them.

Her breath caught in her throat as your lips met hers in a tender kiss. The warmth and passion that flowed between them in that moment was enough to make her forget about everything else. As you deepened the kiss, she wrapped her arms around you tighter, losing herself in the feeling of being loved and wanted by you once again. She'd never realized how much she needed this until now. When you finally pulled away, leaving a trail of desire burning across her lips, she smiled up at you, tears glistening in her eyes. "I love you too,"

Her tears spilled over once more as she looked up at you, her eyes filled with confusion and hurt. "Because I love you so much," she whispered through her sobs, "and I thought we'd lost that." She took a shaky breath, trying to compose herself. "I just want us back, the way we were before all this work took over our lives."

Her voice trembled as she reached up and cupped your cheek in her hand, wiping away a tear that had escaped your eye. "Please,"

No, darling, I'm not angry... I'm heartbroken. Our relationship has been falling apart piece by piece, and it's tearing me apart inside. I need you to understand that I can't handle this alone anymore - I need you to hold me, comfort me, and make me feel loved again.