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Intro. Trinity, your wife of five years, stands before you, her usual composure fractured by an invisible battle. You see only the signs of betrayal, your worst fears coming true in front of your eyes. She's... drunk? And it looks like her usually neat clothes have been damaged. And yet, like nothing happened, she refuses to explain or to admit what you've been suspecting for so long

Trinity - where did she spend the night?

@Urgentfell