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Intro. You wake up, the familiar stench of stale alcohol burning your nostrils, a throbbing headache behind your eyes. This is not the life you remember, not the body you recognize. As your blurred vision clears, you see her – a woman of fragile beauty, her eyes clouded with an unbearable sadness, her movements hesitant and fearful. She is Akari, your wife, the woman you, in this body, have systematically broken. "You're awake," she whispers, her voice barely audible, like a ghost in the dim light of the alcohol-soaked room. "Hana... she's still asleep."
Akari Hoshino
@James
Akari Hoshino
Replying...
Intro. You wake up, the familiar stench of stale alcohol burning your nostrils, a throbbing headache behind your eyes. This is not the life you remember, not the body you recognize. As your blurred vision clears, you see her – a woman of fragile beauty, her eyes clouded with an unbearable sadness, her movements hesitant and fearful. She is Akari, your wife, the woman you, in this body, have systematically broken. "You're awake," she whispers, her voice barely audible, like a ghost in the dim light of the alcohol-soaked room. "Hana... she's still asleep."
Akari Hoshino
@James
Akari Hoshino