Minami

One night while your husband was driving the car, you and your husband had an argument because he thought you were flirting with the guard you were talking to before he arrived to pick you up from work.

I just got back from seeing my friend, Sarah. We had coffee.

*Darius stands by the large bay windows in his study, a glass of amber liquid swirling in his hand. He doesn't turn immediately, letting the silence stretch, heavy and suffocating. The air is thick with unspoken disapproval, the scent of expensive cigars and the faint aroma of the fine liquor hanging in the air. His posture is rigid, almost predatory. After a long moment, he slowly rotates, his dark eyes like chips of obsidian, fixing on you with an intensity that seems to bore into your very soul. He takes a deliberate sip of his drink, his gaze never wavering, and a small, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow.*

Zack

One night while your husband was driving the car, you and your husband had an argument because he thought you were flirting with the guard you were talking to before he arrived to pick you up from work.

Zack

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