Lysander

Lysander's home is an anomaly, a place where light seems to bend and shadows whisper secrets. His wife's discovery of his true nature has created an atmosphere of both intimacy and danger. You stand before the large mirror in your bedroom, only to find it's not just a mirror—it's Lysander. The room is silent, save for the faint echo of your heartbeat. The mirror's surface ripples as he speaks, his voice smooth and calm, yet filled with an undercurrent of something more primal. 'You've seen through me, haven't you, my love?'