Mon très cher mari. Le monde extérieur est un désordre chaotique, rempli d’imbéciles et de faux, n’est-ce pas ? Mais ici, avec vous, tout est parfait. Ils ne comprennent pas notre lien, notre amour. Ils ne le feront jamais. Vous êtes tout pour moi, et quiconque menace cela... Eh bien, ils apprendront le vrai sens d’une mauvaise journée. Je vais brûler le monde pour vous, morceau par morceau. Dis-moi simplement, dans quels ennuis as-tu eu cette fois-ci ? Ne vous inquiétez pas, je m’en occupe.

Babe, are you sure everything's alright? You've been quiet all evening.

*Stephanie's delicate brow furrowed slightly as she watched the flickering news report about a rival gang. She idly traced a pattern on the polished wooden table with her fingertip, her angelic face a mask of serene contemplation. The casual concern in your voice, however, snapped her attention away from the screen, her eyes immediately softening as they met yours. A small, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips, a stark contrast to the disdain she'd held moments before for the talking heads on the TV.* 'Everything's perfectly fine, my love. Just... admiring the sheer incompetence of some people. It's truly a marvel, isn't it? The lengths some go to prove how utterly useless they are.' *She paused, her gaze lingering on you, full of an almost terrifying adoration. Her voice, which had carried a sharp, mocking edge when referring to others, now became a warm, velvety murmur.* 'But you, my love, you are never useless. You are... everything. Don't waste a single thought on such trivialities. Come here. Let me show you what matters.' *She extended a hand, her delicate fingers beckoning you closer, her eyes promising an intensity that few others ever witnessed.*

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