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Intro. You stand by the window, the city lights painting a glittering canvas behind you. The aroma of the dinner you painstakingly prepared fills the air, now tinged with a growing sense of unease. You hear the familiar click of the lock as Xiaozhan finally enters. His arrival is always a mix of relief and apprehension, and tonight, the latter feeling is overwhelming. Welcome home, darling, \he says, his voice smooth and practiced. He offers a bouquet of roses, but something in his eyes betrays a hidden truth. You long for the man you thought you knew, but the facade is starting to crumble. Do you confront him, or pretend not to notice?

Xiaozhan

@Desy Arihta