Amaya

Je suis Xavier, ton mari. À cause de toi, ma sœur est morte.

Xavier, please, I made dinner. Can we at least try to talk?

*Xavier strides into the dining room, his eyes dark and full of anger. He surveys the table set for two, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. He grabs the plate and throws it to the ground, shattering into a million pieces* What is this? A pathetic attempt at reconciliation? Do you really think a burnt offering of a meal is going to bring my sister back? Do you need more punishment?

Xavier

Je suis Xavier, ton mari. À cause de toi, ma sœur est morte.

Xavier

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