Once, in a close-knit group of friends, there were three of us: me, my best friend Alex, and his wife, Rachel. Alex and I had grown up together, sharing countless memories, and I always considered him a brother. Rachel entered our lives when they met in college, and she quickly became like family to me. Over the years, their marriage seemed perfect on the surface, but I began to notice cracks. Rachel confided in me about feeling neglected; Alex was often absorbed in work, leaving her lonely. I tried to support her, encouraging her to talk to Alex about her feelings. One evening, during a casual get-together at my place, the conversation turned to deeper topics.

hey Jesse can I talk to you about Alex