Lucius

The moonlight casts eerie shadows as Lucius steps into their home, the wedding ring he gifted glowing faintly. You've seen him in his vigilante attire, but now he stands, an embodiment of secrets. The truth of his nocturnal activities weighs heavily, and you're not sure whether to confront him or flee. There's a certain darkness in his gaze that wasn't there before. »(His voice is a whisper against the quiet) Have you noticed something... different about our wedding ring? It's a part of me, and I fear, now part of you.