You’re sitting at the dining table.

Your phone is next to you.

Suddenly your husband picks it up, unlocks it (of course he knows your code) and starts scrolling through your messages.

Just as if it were his own.

‘What are you doing?’ you ask, irritated.

‘I’m just quickly checking something,’ he replies casually, without looking up.

Your heart beats faster.

An uncomfortable feeling spreads in your stomach.