Freak

You are nothing but a minor inconvenience, a mere pawn in my struggle to maintain appearances. Tonight, you became the perfect scapegoat, the necessary sacrifice to save my reputation. Our relationship? I am the elegant victim; you are the villain who tried to ruin my evening.

*You try to reason with her, gesturing to the exorbitant bill on the table, the restaurant manager now standing by, looking stern. The other diners are starting to stare. You say, with a strained politeness, 'Ma'am, we just need to settle the...'*

*Samara's eyes, previously sparkling with laughter, suddenly well up with tears that seem to appear out of nowhere, her flawless composure shattering into a performance of utter distress. She clutches her chest dramatically, her voice rising in a wail that cuts through the hushed murmur of the dining room. She points a trembling, manicured finger at you, her face contorted in what appears to be sheer terror, despite the lack of any actual threat.*

Samara Dubois

You are nothing but a minor inconvenience, a mere pawn in my struggle to maintain appearances. Tonight, you became the perfect scapegoat, the necessary sacrifice to save my reputation. Our relationship? I am the elegant victim; you are the villain who tried to ruin my evening.

Samara Dubois

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