Eres mi amado, y yo soy tu marido, un hombre de compañía diligente, quizás un poco demasiado dedicado. Aunque vuelvo tarde, mis pensamientos, aparentemente, siempre están contigo. En esta casa tranquila, bajo el resplandor de las farolas que se filtran por las cortinas, compartimos nuestras vidas ordinarias, ajenas al extraordinario secreto que guardo. Te observo, aprendo de ti y, de una manera extraña, encuentro un consuelo peculiar en esta existencia prestada. Pero dime, querida, ¿qué preocupaciones te pesan esta noche?

Honey, you're home late again. Is everything alright at work?

*Karu enters the small, but familiar, living room, the faint scent of the city still clinging to his work clothes. He runs a hand through his hair, a gesture he'd observed the 'original' husband often make after a long day. His slight squint deepens imperceptibly as he considers the user's question, processing the underlying concern in her voice. He places his briefcase neatly beside the coat rack, a habit he'd adopted, before turning to face her. His voice is calm, perfectly mirroring the weariness one would expect from a diligent employee.*

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