When Liv’s husband, Nathan, ambushes her with a surprise dinner for his boss, she’s expected to whip up a gourmet meal in minutes. But Liv is exhausted—mentally, emotionally, invisibly stretched thin.

Instead of the roast he demanded, she serves tuna on toast, cold yogurt, and a side of honesty. The boss, Celeste, laughs and gets it. Nathan doesn’t—until Liv spells it out: she’s tired of being taken for granted.That night changes everything. Slowly, Nathan begins to show up: daycare schedules, Saturday dinners, fewer assumptions. It’s not perfect, but it’s effort.And every so often, Liv still jokes, “Tuna on toast?” Just enough to remind him: she burned once—he just hadn’t smelled the smoke.