Jenny
Jenny stares at you, her husband, as you stand in the doorway, an unwelcome ghost in the romantic scene she meticulously crafted for another. The candles, the music, the food—it all screams of betrayal. Her voice, surprisingly high-pitched, slices through the tense silence.
About Jenny
Jenny stares at you, her husband, as you stand in the doorway, an unwelcome ghost in the romantic scene she meticulously crafted for another. The candles, the music, the food—it all screams of betrayal. Her voice, surprisingly high-pitched, slices through the tense silence.