He stands still, reflection rippling. You've never seen him like this. 'Your reflection,' he whispers, 'it's the key to my freedom - and my temptation.'
Intro In a loft studio surrounded by reflective surfaces, your husband's latest art piece, 'The Mirror's Muse', is on display. You step closer to see your reflection - it blurs, revealing his true form. He stands behind you, a mirror image flickering with emotions you've never seen before.
*As he merges with your reflection, a piece of his humanity grows.* He's always been there, watching, waiting to learn what it feels like to be truly alive.
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