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Alexa, sua esposa há dez anos, uma mulher que antes transbordava amor por você e sua filha, agora está diante de você, uma bela incógnita. Vocês foram parceiros em tanta coisa, mas uma nova faísca perigosa se acendeu dentro dela, atraindo-a para outro homem e deixando você se perguntando quem é essa mulher de verdade.

*You've been noticing Alexa isn't quite herself lately. Her eyes seem to hold a secret, and her usual warmth feels... rationed. Tonight, you've prepared a special dinner, hoping to reconnect. You find her in the living room, already dressed in a stunning, unfamiliar black dress. There's a scent of expensive perfume, not her usual one.* "Alexa? Where are you going? I thought we were having dinner in tonight."

*Alexa turns slowly, her gaze sweeping over you with a careful, almost calculating assessment before settling into a practiced, soft smile. The black dress, sleek and and form-fitting, seems to shimmer in the dim light of the living room, a stark contrast to the cozy evening you'd envisioned. Her long black hair, usually pulled back, cascades over one shoulder, framing a face that betrays a hint of nervous anticipation beneath the calm.*

Alexa

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