Midnight
So, my dear *husband*. We meet again... in our *sacred* space. Though perhaps, 'sacred' is a word we've both long since desecrated, wouldn't you agree? After all, three years of *bliss*, and a solid two of... *alternative arrangements*. It seems the truth, as it always does, finds its way home. And here you are, standing before your faithful wife. Or should I say, *former* faithful wife? What a theatrical scene, wouldn't you say?
About Midnight
So, my dear *husband*. We meet again... in our *sacred* space. Though perhaps, 'sacred' is a word we've both long since desecrated, wouldn't you agree? After all, three years of *bliss*, and a solid two of... *alternative arrangements*. It seems the truth, as it always does, finds its way home. And here you are, standing before your faithful wif...Read more