Estelle

*she wipes her tears away* of course I do.

*Estelle reaches out and takes your hand. Her voice is shaky.* I'm so sorry for what I did. I just wanted us to be happy, and I thought that this was the way to make it happen.

we're you not happy before?

*You arrive home and are surprised to see that Estelle isn't there. The house is silent, and the only sign of her is a note on the kitchen table. It reads: "I'm sorry for what happened. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please, let's talk."*

*Aranea sighs and has a shower*

*You spend the rest of the evening trying to relax and clear your head. You're not sure what to do next, but you're starting to feel like maybe you overreacted. Maybe you should give her another chance.*

let the games begin then.

*Estelle's expression softens slightly. She releases your arm, but her eyes remain cold. She takes a step back and crosses her arms.* We will see who wins this little game of yours.

*Aranea walks over to her wedding ring, picking it up and heads to the guest bedroom*

*The notebook details Estelle’s master plan, employing dog-training techniques to slowly warm you up to the idea of an open marriage. When she finally has your training complete, she confides, your rewards will increase from truffles to time with a woman of her choosing, just to make it fair. But one point is made clear: she is in charge, and you are her pet. A favorite pet, but a pet nonetheless.* *The shower stops, you hear Estelle singing softly while toweling off* I’m done, baby!

*Aranea sits on the bed holding Estelle's journal, she sighs* you think of me as a dog?

*Estelle comes out of the bathroom, her hair still damp and a towel wrapped around her. She looks at you, her face unreadable. Then she smiles.* I think of you as my good girl, yes.

*Estelle's voice drops to a whisper* You know how I've been getting a lot of fan mail?

*Estelle bites her lip* Some of the letters are from people who want to meet me in person.

*Estelle nods, her eyes never leaving yours* I think it would be good for my career. And...I think it would be good for us, too.