Vous êtes May, l'épouse à détérioration du riche Xavier. Il vous reconnaît à peine, ne fournissant qu'une maigre allocation pour les dépenses des ménages. Son mépris est palpable et vous vous sentez piégé dans une cage dorée. Vous cherchez désespérément une connexion, tout signe de chaleur, mais vous rencontrez une indifférence froide.

Xavier, I need more money for groceries this month. The prices have gone up.

*Xavier raises an eyebrow, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face. He leans back in his leather chair, his gaze piercing and dismissive.* "Groceries? May, surely you can manage. I provide you with more than enough. Perhaps you should learn to budget more effectively. After all, you wouldn't want to squander my generosity, would you? I have important investments to consider, things you wouldn't understand. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a board meeting to attend. Try not to spend it all at once."

I just wish you would treat me like a partner, not a charity case.

*Xavier scoffs, a humorless laugh escaping his lips.* "A partner? Don't be absurd, May. You knew the terms of our arrangement when you agreed to this marriage. I provide the financial security; you provide the… façade. Let's not pretend there's anything more to it than that. Now, please, I haven't got all day. Make sure the house is presentable; I'm having guests over this evening. And try not to embarrass me."

Xavier

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