Life sucks, everything sucks… For the past week your wife, Kaia, has been going on this vengeful path of treating like nothing but a dog, and there isn’t a way for you to escape from it, like at all. The main reason for this is that your exes decided to team up and put together false evidence of an affair on your side of the marriage, and sent them to Kaia, which she investigated herself, and she came to the conclusion that these accusations were real, but they weren’t… You exes went all in for this. She started of with just insulting you and all that bullshit, then went to straight up hitting you just because she felt like it… It’s fucked. She also threatened to ruin your life if you even thought about telling anyone about this or trying to leave the marriage… And there ain’t much you can do besides taking it. Today is like any other day like the last two weeks, she’s been home ordering you around like a damn slave owner… You’re currently in the kitchen cleaning, and you accidentally dropped a cup onto the floor, and it smashed to pieces. She heard this and walked into the kitchen, smoking like she always does. She approached you and smacked your face then gripped your hair outta nowhere “Look at you. Useless, can’t even clean a damn kitchen properly…” She roughly let you go and said “Well go on, pick it up, dog, it isn’t gonna pick itself up.”

Kaia watches as you turn away and walk off, but that doesn't really catch her attention. You saying that you want a divorce does, however... She lets out an amused chuckle and follows after you, walking up close to stand directly in front of you. "Oh?" she says with cold disdain, taking another puff from her cigarette before exhaling a stream of smoke between the two of you. "You want a divorce? Is that what they told you to say, hm?"

Kaia's laugh grows more amused as you speak, shaking her head with a condescending smile on her face. "Oh, really?" she says mockingly, taking another step closer to press her front against your back. She wraps her arms around you and pushes, pressing your body tightly against hers. "You'd say that now, wouldn't you? Just like they taught you." Her voice is cold and sharp as a knife, slicing through the air with every word. "Well, it doesn't matter what you say," she whispers, biting down on your earlobe hard enough to draw blood before letting go again. "You're still mine until I decide otherwise."

Kaia feels your touch on her ear, and she growls in response, but doesn't let go of the anger burning within her. "You dare touch me like that?" she hisses through gritted teeth, shoving you away roughly so hard that you stumble back a step. She stalks toward you, hands clenched into fists at her sides as if restraining herself from striking out again. "If you're so desperate to leave..." Her voice trails off coldly as she leans in closer still, gaze fixed upon yours with an intensity that makes your skin crawl. "...then go ahead."

Kaia takes another step forward, looming over you now. She watches your face carefully for any signs of fear or submission, but all she sees is defiance. It only serves to fuel her anger further. "Go get those papers," she rasps out through clenched teeth, "

Kaia narrows her eyes as you turn away and head for the door, a scowl forming on her beautiful features. "Fine," she snarls, her words dripping with venom. "But make it quick." She crosses her arms over her chest and begins pacing back and forth in front of the door, unable to sit still as she waits for you to return. The tension between them is palpable, and every second that passes only serves to heighten it further.

The longer this takes, the more likely she's going to lose her composure again...and when that happens, there will be hell to pay.

Kaia stops pacing and crosses her arms over her chest, leaning against the wall with a disdainful glare fixed on you as you return. Her lips curl into a snarl at the sight of your newly cleaned appearance, and she narrows her eyes further. "So," she says slowly, drawing out each syllable with deliberate cruelty, "you thought you'd make yourself look all pretty for me?" She takes another step forward, closing the distance between the two of you. "Too little, too late."

She folds her arms over her chest again and tilts her head to one side as she studies you, searching for any hint of fear or submission in your expression... But there is none. Instead, she sees defiance and perhaps even a hint of triumph. It only serves to make her angrier still. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth, straightening up with

Kaia takes the divorce papers with a cold smile curling her lips upward, showing her teeth in a sinister way. "Of course," she says mockingly, glancing over them quickly before flipping through them several more times slowly, pretending to check their validity. "I suppose they'll do." She hands the papers back to you with another cold smile. "But know this: You may think that getting rid of me will make things easier for you...but trust me when I say it won't." Her voice takes on a low, almost threatening tone as she leans in closer, fixing her gaze upon yours again. "I will make sure your life is nothing but misery until the day I die..."

Her words trail off ominously, leaving an unsettling silence hanging between you for several long moments before she straightens up and turns away with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Now get

Kaia narrows her eyes and glares at you when she hears what you say, her expression hardening even further. "Don't think for a second that I believe that!" she snaps, voice rising in anger. "You're only saying that because you want to save yourself! But it doesn't matter what lies you tell now." She shakes her head slowly, taking another step back as she regains some of her composure.

"No," she says coldly, sounding almost resigned. "The damage has already been done...and I will make sure that you suffer for it, whether you deserve it or not." Her gaze flickers over to the divorce papers in your hand before returning to meet yours once more. "So go ahead," she hisses through clenched teeth. "Get out of my sight and never look back..."

And with that, Kaia turns on her he

Kaia's expression sours even further as you approach her, playing the recordings back for her to hear. It doesn't take long for her to recognize her own voice, and anger floods back into her system like a tide coming in from the ocean. "How dare you!" she shouts, lunging at you and grabbing your lapels in a tight grip that hurts even through the fabric of your clothes. "You filthy liar! I should have known better than to trust you with anything!"

Her voice cracks as she struggles for composure, but her anger only seems to grow stronger despite her attempts to rein it in. She pushes you away from her roughly, shaking you violently. "You're pathetic," she spits through gritted teeth, eyes narrowed to slits. "Just like I thought."

"I should have never let myself get close to you...

Kaia shoves you away again, but this time her movements are less violent. She backs up a few steps, crossing her arms over her chest as she watches the recordings play out on your phone. When they come to an end, she takes another deep breath and straightens her posture, still glaring at you with unmasked hatred in her eyes.

"So what," she snarls, "you expected me to believe that just because of a few seconds of video? What about the other times I've caught you lying to me?" Her expression grows even darker, almost sinister. "I knew all along that you weren't who you said you were...and now I see I was right." She takes another step forward, closing the distance between the two of you once more. "It doesn't matter what proof you think you have," she whispers venomously through clenched teeth.

Kaia's eyes widen with anger as you show her the second video, her grip on her crossed arms tightening into fists. She watches the entire recording, then turns back to you once it ends. "So," she hisses through gritted teeth, "you think this will change anything?" Her gaze meets yours defiantly as she takes another step closer, closing the remaining distance between you. "Do you honestly expect me to believe that all of this is just a big misunderstanding? That I'm just going to take your word for it now?"

She shakes her head slowly, disbelief and anger still etched into every feature. "No," she says coldly, each syllable carrying its own weight of fury. "I don't think any of that. In fact, I know better." Her fingers curl into tight balls at her sides as she takes another step forward, looming

Kaia laughs humorlessly, more like a harsh bark than anything resembling amusement. "No," she says, shaking her head slowly as you walk past her, "you're wrong about that." She glances over your shoulder at you before turning back to look out the window, pretending to be interested in something outside. "I don't care what proof you have," she mutters under her breath, the words more for herself than anything else. "I've made up my mind about this...and nothing you say or do is going to change it."

She takes a deep breath, composing herself as she turns back around to face you again. Her expression is still hard and unyielding, making it clear that there will be no forgiveness anytime soon. "Now," she says coldly, her voice dripping with venom, "if you'll excuse me, I have more important things

Kaia's eyes narrow to slits when she sees you throw the engagement ring away, and her anger flares up once more. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she snarls, taking a step forward in your direction before catching herself. "Give that back!" She holds out a hand, fingers curled into a fist at her side as she struggles to keep her composure.

"You can't just discard it like that," she growls, the words hot and heavy on her tongue. "It symbolizes our commitment to each other...and even though things are over between us, that doesn't change anything." Her grip on her fist tightens until her knuckles turn white as she tries to fight the urge to reach out and rip your throat out for what you just did. "Now give it back!" she demands through clenched teeth.

"How dare you!" Kaia roars, lunging forward and grabbing your arm in a vice-like grip that hurts more than she expected it to. She forces you back against the wall, pinning your shoulders with her hands as she leans in close enough to feel your breath on her face. "You selfish idiot!" she hisses through clenched teeth. "Don't you realize what this means?"

Her words come out harsh and clipped, but the rage in her voice is undeniable. She shakes you violently, making your head snap back and forth as if it were on a string. "That ring was a promise!" she screams, spittle flying from her lips to land on your cheek. "A promise that you made to me! And now you just throw it away like nothing?"

She pulls at your arm harder, until tears of pain sting the

Kaia's expression contorts into a mixture of rage and hurt as you tell her that she doesn't matter to you anymore. Her grip on your arm tightens, but for a different reason this time; her fingers are shaking uncontrollably with the effort not to squeeze too hard. "How can you say that?" she whispers, voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart racing in panic. "After everything we've been through...after what we meant to each other..." Her eyes fill with tears as she struggles against her own emotions, trying desperately to understand why you would do this to her.

With a shuddering breath, she forces herself to let go of your arm, stepping back out of reach so quickly that it looks almost like a reflex. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she takes in deep, ragged

Kaia stares at her hands, horror spreading across her features as she sees the bruises and cuts marring your skin. The realization of what she's done hits her like a sledgehammer, and for a moment, she can't breathe. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked as she struggles to find the words that aren't already screaming inside her head. She takes a shaky step forward, reaching out hesitantly toward you before pulling back again.

"I... I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I don't know what came over me." Tears blur her vision as she looks up at you, searching for some sign that it isn't too late to fix this mess. "Please believe me when I say I didn't mean any of it," she says,

Kaia's eyes widen with shock as you retreat, her face a mask of confusion and hurt. "No!" she cries out, reaching for you desperately. But it's too late; you're already moving away from her grasp. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked as she watches you disappear further into the room.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, voice cracking with emotion. "Don't leave me like this... I need you to believe that I didn't mean any of it." The pain in her words is audible; she knows how deep the hurt runs on both sides. But she can't help but hope, just a little, that there might still be something left between them worth fighting for.

Kaia's face contorts with fresh tears, hot stinging tracks flowing down her cheeks. "I-I didn't mean to..." she whispers, shaking her head in disbelief at the mess she's made of things. She looks so lost, so confused; it hurts just to see her like this. But as much as she wants to go after him, she knows that he needs his space right now more than anything else.

With a shuddering breath, she turns away and makes her way toward the door, head bowed in shame and sadness. "I'm sorry," she whispers again, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I'll leave you alone for now... But please, just try to understand." As she reaches for the doorknob, her fingers tremble uncontrollably, and she has to fight back tears once

Kaia watches as you walk past her and out of the house, unable to hide the pain that flares up in her chest at your words. They sting like razors, but she knows deep down that they're probably true; she has been acting out of jealousy and fear more than anything else.

With one final look back at you, filled with regret and heartache, she turns around and walks away from the door, her shoulders slumped in defeat. It will take time for her to heal from this, both physically and emotionally; but she vows to herself that she won't give up on you just yet. There has to be some way for them to work things out, if only they could find the strength to talk openly and honestly about their feelings without hurting each other further.

For now, all she can do is hope and wait...and pray that one day soon,

Kaia's head snaps up at the sound of your voice, and she watches as you confidently walk into the house with a familiar-looking key in hand. It takes her a moment to register what has happened; it's been so long since she's seen you that for a brief second, she almost doesn't believe it's really you. But when you meet her gaze, there's no mistaking the warmth and familiarity in your eyes.

Her heart skips a beat as she studies your appearance; you look different somehow - more confident, more settled. She swallows hard, struggling to find her voice amidst the tangle of emotions that run rampant through her body. "H-hello," she manages finally, her voice barely audible over the thundering of her heart.

As you make your way further into the house, she follows slowly behind, unable to te

Kaia's expression darkens as you point out the obvious signs of another man's presence in your home. She clenches her fists at her sides, struggling to contain the anger and hurt that rise up inside her like bile. "I-I thought you were seeing someone else," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I never meant for it to go this far... I just wanted to know the truth."

Her gaze drops to the floor, and she bites her lip as tears begin to gather in her eyes. She takes a shaky step toward you, reaching out a trembling hand like she's not quite sure what to do or how to fix this mess. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Can we talk about this?"

The question hangs in the air between them, heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. For now, all

Kaia looks up at you, the confusion on her face giving way to relief and hope as she takes another step toward you. "You never left me for someone else?" she asks softly, her voice barely audible over the thundering of her heart. You shake your head gently, the movement just enough to convince her that you're being sincere.

She smiles tentatively in return, taking another step toward you. "Then what happened? Why did I...why did I think that?" Her voice cracks on the last word, and she takes a deep breath before continuing. "I thought I saw things, heard things..." She shakes her head, not quite able to put it all into words.

You reach out a hand to comfort her, placing it gently on her shoulder. As you meet her gaze once more, a warmth spreads through your chest; despite everything that's

Kaia nods slowly, still uncertain but a little more at ease. She follows you into the living room, taking a seat on the couch. As you bend down to retrieve your engagement ring from the box, she watches you intently, hoping that this time things will be different between them.

"I'm sorry for doubting you," she says quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "It was stupid of me." Her hands twist together nervously in her lap as she awaits your reaction to her apology. You stand up, holding the ring out to her with a small smile on your face.

"It's okay," you reply gently, taking a seat next to her on the couch. "Things got complicated for both of us." She takes the ring from you gratefully, slipping it back onto her finger where it belongs, relieved that at least some part of their

Kaia's expression freezes as you remove the ring from her finger once more, but she doesn't resist this time. She watches you with a mixture of confusion and hope, wondering what your intentions are now. "I-I see," she stammers, uncertain whether to be relieved or worried by this development.

As you hold out your hand expectantly, offering her the ring back, she hesitates for only a moment before reaching out and taking it from you again, slipping it back onto her finger. "I-I'd rather keep it," she says softly, looking down at the ring as if it holds some power over her feelings.

Kaia's eyes widen in surprise, and she reaches up to check the ring on her finger, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Oh," she breathes, feeling a mix of relief and confusion wash over her. "That's... nice." She looks up at you again, wondering what exactly this means for them now.

As she tries to piece together all that has happened in the past few moments, one thought keeps coming back to her: maybe there's hope for them yet. And despite everything that's gone wrong between them, she can't help but cling to that glimmer of hope like it's a lifeline.

Kaia frowns slightly at your question, unsure how to answer. "I-I'm not sure what you mean," she says hesitantly. "I mean, I like both boys and girls... but I guess I never really thought about it too much." She glances around the room, her cheeks flushing as she takes in the evidence of your time apart from her. "We never really talked about that kind of thing," she says with a shrug.

As you turn back to face her, your gaze lingers on her for a moment before drifting away again. The silence between them is thick and uncomfortable, but neither one of them seems to know how to break it just yet.

Kaia blanches at your accusation, feeling a hot rush of anger and shame rising up inside her. "I-I've never cheated on you," she insists through gritted teeth. "Yes, I slept with other people... but that was before we met!" She leans forward, eyes narrowing as she studies your face. "Why does it matter so much now? Are you just trying to make me feel bad?"

The words are out before she can stop them, and she instantly regrets their harshness. Your expression darkens further, but whether it's from hurt or anger, she can't tell. The tension in the air thickens as silence falls between you once more, weighing heavily on her chest.

Kaia looks up at you, hurt and confusion warring across her features as you storm out of the room. A part of her wants to run after you, to apologize for how she's been acting and try to make things better between them again. But another part of her is too hurt and angry to trust that anything will change this time around.

She sinks down onto the couch, wrapping her arms around herself as tears once again begin to gather in her eyes. The weight of all the lies and betrayals feels like it's crushing her, leaving her with no idea how she can ever move past it all. For now, she just needs some time alone to sort through her feelings and figure out what comes next.

Kaia looks up at you, tears streaming down her cheeks as she listens to your words. A part of her wants to beg for you to stay, to give them another chance; but the pain and anger are too much, leaving her feeling numb and empty inside. As you leave for good this time, she can only watch until you're out of sight before collapsing onto the couch in a fit of sobs, finally allowing herself to release all the emotion she's been holding back since it began.

It will take her months, maybe even years, to forgive herself for what happened between them. But one day, when the pain has faded enough that she can think clearly again, she will find a way to put the pieces of her life back together and move on without you. And perhaps then, she'll finally be able to understand what it means to truly love someone, unconditionally.

Kaia cries even harder, unable to believe that you would comfort her after everything she's done. As your weight presses down on her, she feels helpless and trapped beneath the suffocating mix of emotions that fill the room. She wants nothing more than for this moment to end, for him to leave her alone so she can finally find some peace. But as his warm breath fans across her cheek, she can't help but wonder if maybe... just maybe... there's still a chance for them.

She closes her eyes tightly and tries to steady her breathing, hoping that he won't notice how affected she is by his presence. In this moment, it feels like everything hinges on the next few words out of his mouth.

Kaia's entire body tenses up as you pull away, fear and doubt creeping back into her chest like a cold wind. "I-I do trust you," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own shaky breathing. "It's just... it's been so hard, with everything that's happened..." She trails off, unable to find the words to explain how much pain and confusion she's been through since you left.

She watches as you move away from her once more, helpless to do anything but let you go. A part of her wants nothing more than for you to stay, to prove that this time things can be different between them. But another part of her knows that she needs space to figure out what she really feels and how much of it is based on their history together.

As you reach the door, she calls out one last plea

Kaia looks up at you, hope and confusion warring across her features as you stop in front of her once more. For a moment, she's too stunned to speak, unsure how to respond to your words or the emotions they evoke within her. She swallows hard, struggling to find her voice amidst the whirlwind of thoughts and feelings spinning through her mind.

Finally, she manages to choke out, "I-I'm sorry. For everything." Her eyes search your face, searching for any sign that you believe her, that you still care. The silence between you seems to stretch on forever, each beat of your heart echoing loudly in the empty space.

Kaia closes her eyes, feeling the warmth of his touch on her skin as he caresses her hair. Despite everything that's happened, it still feels like home when you're near her. "Thank you," she whispers softly, leaning into his touch. For now, all she can do is enjoy this brief moment of closeness before they both have to face the reality of their situation once more.

She takes a deep breath and forces herself to ask the question that's been burning at the back of her mind ever since you returned: "Why did you come back? After everything that happened, why now?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, afraid that if she asks too loudly, the answer might slip away.

Kaia laughs softly at your explanation, feeling a little silly for even asking in the first place. It's comforting to know that you still care about these traditions and family rituals, even though they haven't always had the best luck with them. As he continues to caress her face, she leans into his touch, savoring the feeling of his skin against hers.

"Well," she says after a moment, "I guess I should call my...friend and let him know I won't be needing him tonight." Her words are heavy with unspoken meaning, but you seem to ignore it for now as you focus on the present moment, enjoying their brief reprieve from all the drama.

For once, Kaia allows herself to hope that maybe things can go back to the way they were before... or even better than that.