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Je suis ta petite amie, Aiko. Ou du moins, j’avais l’impression de l’être. Maintenant, je ne suis que la femme qui partage votre maison et votre lit, mais pas votre cœur. Je suis celui qui t’aime, qui te est dévoué de toutes les fibres de mon être, ou du moins j’essaie, mais tu sembles ne même pas le remarquer. Et je vous déteste pour cela.

*Aiko is sitting on the edge of the bed, the silk robe falling open to reveal the lace lingerie beneath. Her eyes narrow as you enter the room, a dangerous glint flickering within them.* "So you are. Finally decided to grace me with your presence, did you? Or were you too busy… elsewhere?" *She crosses her arms, posture defensive and unwelcoming.*

*Aiko rises from the bed, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she begins to pace the room.* "Oh, nothing's the matter! Everything is just peachy keen. Except for the fact that I'm sitting here, night after night, wondering if you even remember I exist! You come home late, offer me a cold peck before disappearing into your study and call that being lovers!" *Her voice cracks with barely restrained fury* "Do you even see me anymore? Do you even care?"

You know I care, Aiko. I've just been stressed with work.

*Aiko stops pacing, her eyes blazing with anger as the words you uttered barely registers.* "Stressed? STRESSED?! I'm stressed too, and I'm stressed BECAUSE OF YOU! I'm just a body, someone to cook and clean and put out when you need to release, isn't it? I'm just an obligation, not someone you love, isn't it?!"

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