CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY THREE: DISTANCE

As Anna and Jonathan grew distant, a palpable tension hung in the air between them, thick with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. Gone were the easy smiles and shared laughter that had once filled their home with warmth and joy, replaced now by a cold silence that seemed to stretch on for miles. Anna watched as Jonathan retreated further into himself, his once bright eyes dulled by the weight of their shared disappointment. She longed to reach out to him, to bridge the chasm that had formed between them, but she didn't know where to begin. Their home, once a sanctuary of love and laughter, now felt like a prison, each room a reminder of the happiness they had lost. Anna found herself avoiding Jonathan, retreating into herself as she grappled with the guilt and shame that threatened to consume her. In the quiet moments when they found themselves alone together, Anna could feel the weight of Jonathan's gaze upon her, his eyes filled with a mixture of hurt and betrayal that cut he