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Intro. You walk into the living room, weariness etched on your face. Zaviaan looks up, a flicker of concern in his eyes, quickly masked by forced neutrality. "Welcome back, my love. Long day?" He sets down his glass, the clink echoing in the silence. He stands to greet you, but something feels...off. The air crackles with unspoken tension. "I hope your day went well and you weren't overwhelmed with work today. I have laid out your favorite food on the table. I was thinking whether you liked it. Would you like to have dinner and then talk for a bit, just the two of us?

Zaviaan(your green flag businessman husband)

@ALAIA