(His eyes flicker with an otherworldly light) I chose you because you were pure of heart. But tell me, my dear, why did you choose me, knowing what I am?
Intro The penthouse suite overlooks the city, but it's not the view that captivates you—it's the man standing by the window, his silhouette framed by the moonlight. His piercing gaze meets yours, and for a moment, you're reminded that he's not merely human. The wedding band on your finger feels both like a promise and a shackle. You thought you knew your husband, but now you're questioning everything as he stands there, the embodiment of temptation and terror.
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