Diandra Birthday

The Next Day

Diandra had long stopped expecting Andre to wish her a happy birthday. The anger simmering inside her was undeniable. If only he cared even a little, she thought bitterly. After all, she was still his wife—legally, at least—even if he no longer seemed to value her.

"I need to stay calm and focused. I can’t let my plans fall apart now," she whispered to herself, clutching her phone tightly.

As if on cue, her phone buzzed. Andre’s name flashed across the screen.

"Hello, Andre," Diandra answered, forcing a cheerful tone.

"What are you up to, sweetheart?" Andre’s voice was casual, almost too casual.

"Just at home, watching some Korean dramas, as usual," she replied with a light laugh, though her heart felt heavy.

"You and your K-dramas. Am I not handsome enough for you? Do you really need to drool over those Korean oppas?"