But no matter if it was a candlelight dinner or various family outings, nothing could bring him back to his previous state.
Could it be something at work?
I started making some exquisite meals for him and even went out of my way to wait for him after work so we could go home together.
But I never found anything unusual. When we cycled home, he still asked me to hold on tightly to his waist, leaning against him.
If it rained, he would tell me to take a taxi home, while he would ride in the rain.
Months passed without any visible change in him.
Then, it was time for our daughter's parent-teacher conference. To test him, I pretended to be busy and pushed the task onto him.
It was clear he wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't refuse me.
When we got home, I found our daughter crying on the couch while he was eating dinner, scrolling through his phone, completely ignoring the hoarse cries of our child.
Seeing her red eyes, I knew she had been crying for a long time.
In the past, even one tear would leave him at a loss for what to do. What could have made him so indifferent now?
After calming our daughter down, I waited until she was asleep before calling my husband out.