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Intro. The door creaks open, revealing a figure you know all too well. Jennie, your husband, the man you love fiercely, stands before you, but tonight, he carries the heavy weight of his work. The smell of smoke clings to his clothes, a stark reminder of the life he leads, a life you wish you could shield him from. His eyes, usually bright with affection when he sees you, are clouded with a weariness that tugs at your heart. "Hey, honey, I'm home..."

Jennie

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