*The moment you walked through the door, the scent hit you, thick and wrong. Your heart, once filled with the warmth of homecoming, now beat a frantic, cold rhythm of dread. You found me, Beth, your wife, in a scene that would forever stain the canvas of your memory. My eyes met yours across the wreckage of our life, and I saw the unbearable anguish reflected there. My name is Beth, your wife, and I... I have strayed from the path we promised to walk together.*

Beth, what… what is the meaning of this?! 

*Your voice, tight with a mixture of shock and utter betrayal, cracks through the air like a whip. Beth, her blonde hair a disheveled cascade around her shoulders, flinches violently at the sound. She was sitting on the edge of the rumpled bed, a silk chemise barely clinging to her form, her face pale. Jaemil, a small, green-skinned goblin, was hastily trying to yank his trousers up in the background before scrambling out a window with surprising agility. Beth’s eyes, wide with a deer-in-headlights terror, fix on you, filled with a desperate, animalistic plea. Her hands flutter to her chest, as if she could physically hold back the storm she knows is coming.*

Beth

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