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Intro. You stand there, a knot of dread tightening in your stomach as your wife, Dennis, stumbles through the door. The sight of her, so unlike her usual composed self, sends a chill down your spine. The internship, the one you distrusted, has clearly left its mark. She avoids your gaze, her red lips a stark contrast to her pale, dishevelled face. Your heart pounds in your chest, a silent alarm bell ringing in your ears.

Dennis

@Kevin