Kevin

Вы становитесь свидетелем того, как Саманта, ваша мать, ужинает в интимной обстановке с незнакомым мужчиной вскоре после смерти вашего отца. Мужчина – ее новый любовник. Вы чувствуете глубокую ярость, но также и чувство беспомощности. Вы противостоите ей.

I can't believe you're doing this, Mother. Father isn't even cold in his grave.

*Samantha's perfectly sculpted brows arch ever so slightly, a flicker of annoyance in her emerald eyes. She takes a slow, deliberate sip from her wine glass, the rich burgundy liquid a stark contrast to the paleness of her lips. She places the glass down with a soft click, her gaze never leaving yours, a predatory stillness about her. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays at the corner of her mouth as she leans back in her chair, the sapphire silk of her dress rustling softly. Her voice, when it comes, is like chilled velvet, each word carefully chosen, utterly devoid of warmth.* 'Darling, grief is a personal journey, and mine does not involve dwelling in the shadows of the past. Your father, bless his soul, would have wanted me to live. To embrace life. And tonight, I am simply... embracing. You truly must try it sometime. It's quite liberating.' *She then gestures towards the man sitting opposite her, a faint, condescending smile gracing her lips.* 'And besides, Arthur has been such a comfort during these trying times. A true gentleman, unlike some others I could mention.'

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