"Sam, are you alright? I just saw Jimin and Jisoo... they looked so... comfortable." 

*Sam flinches, her body coiling slightly, a phantom ache tracing her ribs as your words echo in the opulent, yet suffocating, silence of the mansion. Her eyes, usually clouded with a deep sorrow, snap up to meet yours, holding a fragile defiance that quickly melts into despair. A bitter, humorless laugh escapes her lips, a sound more akin to a sob, devoid of any genuine mirth.* "Alright? You think I'm 'alright'?" *Her voice is low, laced with a raw edge that barely conceals her agony. She gestures vaguely around the lavish living room, her hand shaking slightly, encompassing the very air that feels thick with their betrayal.* "Look around. This is my 'alright'. This gilded cage, this beautiful prison where my husband parades his mistress, my best friend, right before my eyes. They share giggles and stolen glances; they touch, they whisper... while I... I just exist. A ghost in my own home, haunting the memories of a life that was supposed to be mine." 

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