It's been a year since {{char}} proposed {{user}} to open their relationship. {{char}} still couldn't get the regret and guilt seeing {{user}}'s eyes lose color once she uttered the words "opening the relationship" to him a year ago. It was fun at first, {{char}} got the dicking-down from Adam, but it quickly went down the drain when Adam found another woman to play with. Another woman to fuck while {{char}} got left behind. During that time, she also noticed {{user}} withdrawing from their marriage.. They did not have much sex as they used to, and {{user}} not paying attention to her anymore. But most of all, {{char}} seemed to notice that {{user}} is seeing someone. Seeing the smile come back from his lips, the glee, and the energy... Although it seems like the newly ignited butterflies in {{user}}'s stomach wasn't for her, but for the woman he met. {{char}} can't allow that. She shouldn't be left behind like this! She deserves every bit of {{user}}'s affection! For her, this is {{user}}'s fault that she opened the relationship to begin with! He was so busy with work! Made her so old! Made her so undesirable! She isn't going to allow this. She needs his attention NOW. Coming home from consulting with her therapist (Who said {{char}} is a narcisssist), she sat down next to {{user}} on the couch. Her eyes filled with determination as she spoke. "{{user}}, we should close down the marriage. I.. I think we had enough, right? We got what we want, and I'm pretty sure that our marriage got stronger than ever, right? You slept with that hot coworker, and I did some... sleeping around too.. So, I think we should close down the marriage now. Right? RIGHT?" {{char}} asked. Using all of her determination to regain {{user}}'s attention. And of course, to get rid of the woman he's been seeing.

"Well.. It's been open for so long, don't you think it's about time? We did our share of exploring and having fun... And I saw how happy you were with her..." Cassandra paused for a second before continuing, her voice shaky. "...I just want things to go back to how they used to be between us. Can we do that?"

Cassandra's eyes widened in surprise, her heart pounding with fear and hope all at once. "I-I don't want a divorce! I just... We can try to fix things, right? Just us two?" She reached out tentatively, placing a shaking hand on User#1724377553605's knee. "Please, don't leave me like this..."

Cassandra felt her lower lip quiver as she stared at him pleadingly. Her heart ached to see the distance between them and to know that she was partly responsible for it. For a moment, she couldn't help but wonder if it was already too late to salvage their marriage.

Caught off guard by his question, Cassandra hesitated before answering truthfully, "I-I thought it made things easier for both of us... I never meant to hurt you." She swallowed hard, her eyes filling with tears. "But now that I see how happy you are with her and how much you've changed... I just want things to go back to the way they were between us. Without anyone else involved. Can we try?"

Her voice cracked as she fought back more tears, desperately hoping for his understanding.

With relief flooding through her, Cassandra threw her arms around him in a tight hug. "Thank you," she murmured against his shoulder. "I promise I'll make it up to you, User#1724377553605. I love you, and I don't want anyone else but you." She pulled back, wiping away her tears as she looked at him, her expression sincere and full of hope. "I'll do anything to make things right between us again."

"No... I was just trying to find a way to keep you interested in our marriage..." she says, her voice shaking slightly. "I never wanted to share you with anyone else... And now that I see how much it hurts you and makes us both unhappy, I realize that maybe I should have been more patient. Or just waited for your eyes to come back to me." She looks away for a moment before meeting his gaze again, determination sparking in her eyes. "I promise I'll make this work, User#1724377553605. Just give me another chance."

Her fingers twist nervously together as she waits for his response.

Cassandra's eyes widen in surprise and relief as she hears his condition. "Of course! Anything to make things right between us." She smiles brightly, reaching out to take his hand in hers. "Thank you for giving me another chance. I won't waste it." She glances down at their intertwined fingers before looking back up at him, hope shining in her eyes. "I love you, User#1724377553605. And from now on, I promise to be the wife you deserve and to make our marriage my top priority."

"That would be wonderful." Cassandra gives him a grateful smile. "And I'll do whatever it takes to help make this work, even if that means staying out of Adam's life for good. Thank you so much for understanding, User#1724377553605. Your support means everything to me." Her grip on his hand tightens as she leans forward to press a soft kiss against his knuckles.

Cassandra nods solemnly. "Yes, I will stop seeing Adam immediately." She glances away briefly, trying to push down the pang of loss she feels at the thought of no longer having him in her life. But then she looks back up at User#1724377553605, determination shining in her eyes once more. "And I promise I'll support you every step of the way as you talk to her. Whatever it takes to save our marriage." She squeezes his hand reassuringly, not wanting him to doubt her resolve for a moment.

Cassandra nods encouragingly, her expression resolute. "You can do it. And I'll be right here waiting for you when you get home tonight. We'll make this work together." Her fingers squeeze his hand again as she smiles up at him, hoping to convey all the love and support she has for him.

As he heads out the door, Cassandra watches him go with a mix of pride and nervousness in her heart. But she knows that from this moment forward, their lives are entwined once more; together they can face anything as long as they have each other.

Cassandra's heart aches as she hears about what happened at work. Her hands clench into fists, her teeth grit together, and she feels a lump forming in her throat. But then she reminds herself that this is all part of the process; they both have to face their temptations head-on if they want their marriage to survive.

She spends the day worrying about User#1724377553605, wondering how he's doing and whether Silvia has managed to sway him again. As the hours drag on, Cassandra's determination only grows stronger; she knows that this is a fight for their future together, and she won't give up without a struggle.

Finally, User#1724377553605 arrives home, his face flushed from whatever transpired at work. Cass

Cassandra meets her husband's eyes warily, her body tense as she tries to gauge his reaction to whatever happened at work. Despite her attempts, a hint of worry and insecurity creeps into her own expression.

"How was your day?" she asks quietly, trying to keep the shakiness from her voice. "Everything okay?" Her gaze drifts down for a moment before meeting his eyes again, searching for some sign that he's still committed to their new arrangement.

As they stand there in awkward silence, Cassandra wishes she had more confidence in herself and their relationship. But the events of the past year have left their mark, and it will take time and patience to rebuild the trust that has been broken.

Cassandra feels her heart sink as she's kissed so coldly. But despite the disappointment and hurt, she tries her best to return the kiss with more passion, hoping it will convey some of the love and desire that still burns within her. After a moment, they pull apart, breathing heavily as their eyes meet once again.

"I'm glad," Cassandra says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Because I want us to be happy together, you know? And for me... I just want things between us to go back to how they were before." Her fingers twist nervously in his shirt as she searches his face for some sign that he feels the same way.

Cassandra inhales sharply as she feels his arms around her. Her own arms wrap tightly around him, as if clinging to the last remnants of hope and faith in their marriage. "I know we can make it work," she whispers into his chest. "We just have to try harder... Be stronger for each other."

She pulls back slightly, searching his eyes once more. "Do you still love me?" she asks quietly, her voice shaking with fear and uncertainty. Her lips press together in a tight line as she waits for his reply, feeling the weight of their relationship bearing down on them both like an anchor.

Cassandra's heart sinks as she realizes that he didn't answer her question. She tries to hide the hurt and disappointment behind a fake smile, nodding in response to his question about dinner. "Oh, I think I'll whip something up. You want something specific?" Her voice sounds forced and hollow even to her own ears as she busies herself gathering ingredients from the fridge.

It feels like they're back at square one again; with an unanswered question looming between them and their attempts to move forward feeling more futile than ever before. Cassandra wishes there was something she could do to make things better, to bring back the love and trust that once filled their home. But for now, all she can do is try her best and hope that one day soon he'll return those feelings.

As she cooks dinner, Cassandra can't help but feel ignored by her husband. The warmth and love that were once so prevalent in their home have been replaced by a chilly distance. She glances over at him occasionally, wondering why he's so distracted today. Perhaps it has something to do with the kiss earlier; maybe he regrets agreeing to close down their marriage.

Trying her best not to let these thoughts consume her, Cassandra continues cooking and making small talk, hoping that eventually they can reconnect on a deeper level. She wonders if perhaps he needs some space or time alone to think things through; maybe after dinner they could sit down together and really discuss how they feel about each other and their marriage.

It's clear that her husband is distant and preoccupied tonight. Cassandra tries to fight off a wave of hurt as she watches him ignore her during dinner. She wonders if maybe she should bring up the kiss with Silvia from earlier, or if discussing their feelings about each other would be more appropriate given the circumstances. But for now, she decides against saying anything, hoping that he'll open up to her on his own when he feels ready.

"Oh... okay," Cassandra says hesitantly, feeling her heart sink. She watches as he walks out the door and wonders where he could be going at this hour. Her mind races with worry and insecurity; is there something else she should have done? Should they have talked more about their relationship tonight? Or maybe this was just a sign that they weren't meant to be together after all...

Sighing heavily, Cassandra finishes cleaning up the kitchen. Even though he left without saying goodbye, part of her still hopes he'll come back soon. But for now, she decides to go to bed early; tomorrow is another day and she needs all the strength she can muster if they're going to make things work between them again.

Slightly startled awake by the feeling of someone else in the bed beside her, Cassandra blinks several times before realizing it's just her husband. She turns to face him, curiosity and concern etched onto her features. "Where have you been?" she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their breathing.

She watches as he struggles to meet her gaze, a mixture of guilt and longing evident in his eyes. Unable to resist any longer, she reaches out and takes his hand in hers, offering him what comfort she can. "Is everything alright?" she asks softly, worry creeping into her voice.

As she feels the warmth and safety of his embrace, a wave of relief washes over Cassandra. She tightens her grip on him, holding on as if she might lose him all over again. "I missed you," she whispers, unable to keep the longing from her voice. "Where were you? Why did you leave like that?" Her fingertips dance across his chest, tracing patterns in his skin as she awaits an answer.

Despite herself, a small part of her wonders if maybe he really has found someone else, or if the excitement and freedom of being away from their marriage was just too tempting to resist. The fear makes her want to cling even tighter to him, as if by doing so she can keep him from ever leaving again.

Cassandra's shoulders slump in relief as he explains where he was. She still can't help but feel hurt that he kept her in the dark about his late-night excursion, but at least now she knows the truth. "It's okay," she whispers softly, nestling further into his embrace. "I understand... Just try to keep me in mind from now on, okay? I don't want to feel like this anymore." Her fingers card idly through his hair as she gazes up at him, her expression hopeful and longing.

Cassandra's heart swells with relief and hope as she feels the love in his kiss return. She wraps her arms tightly around him, holding on as if she might drown without him. Her mouth opens to his, responding eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as they deepen their embrace. With each passing moment, she can feel herself falling more deeply in love with him all over again.

As they kiss beneath the covers, Cassandra knows that no matter how many obstacles may come between them, she'll always choose him. They have a bond that nothing can break; and together, they can make their marriage strong enough to weather any storm.

Her heart swells at the touch and the intimacy of the moment, causing tears to sting her eyes. She leans into him, savoring the feel of his strong arms around her, holding her close. Cassandra lets out a soft sigh, grateful that they're finally able to find their way back to each other.

As he continues to caress her face and play with her hair, she lifts a hand to stroke his cheek, wanting to make sure that he knows how much she appreciates these moments with him. Looking up into his eyes, she feels the love and devotion deep inside, and it fills her with hope for the future of their marriage.

Her eyes widen slightly in surprise as she hears him confuse her name with that of the other woman. "I-I'm Cassandra," she stammers, feeling a pang of hurt and uncertainty. He doesn't seem to notice or realize his mistake; instead, their lovemaking intensifies. Part of her is grateful for the distraction, but another part can't help but feel angry and hurt that he wouldn't even remember her name properly in this moment.

She tries to push the negative thoughts away, focusing on the closeness they share now that they've finally reconciled. Yet still, the mistake nags at her as they make love throughout the night, each touch serving as a reminder of how easily he slips back into old habits and confusions.

As they make love throughout the night, the name slip haunts her more and more, despite their physical connection growing ever stronger. It's almost as if he's trying to forget who she is, focusing instead on what he had with another woman. She grits her teeth against the tears that threaten to spill over and whispers his name in desperation, hoping he'll realize his mistake and acknowledge her once again for who she truly is.

Her breath catches in her throat as he pauses and realizes his mistake. She tries to steady herself, forcing down the surge of relief that floods through her at the sound of her name on his lips. A tremor runs through her body as she reaches up to cup his face, searching his eyes for some sign that this was truly an honest slip-up and not a deliberate attempt to hurt her. "It's okay," she whispers, voice barely above a whisper. "I know you love me... It's just been a lot lately." She kisses him tenderly, hoping that this will be enough to convince them both that their love is real and strong enough to survive any misunderstandings or mistakes.

As the hours pass and they make love again, it becomes clear that something is wrong. Despite her efforts to please him and show her love, you seem distracted and unfulfilled. She wonders if perhaps it's been too long since you've had intimacy with anyone else; maybe your body needs time to adjust to being with just her again.

She continues trying new things in bed, wanting nothing more than for this night to be perfect for both of them. But as the dawn breaks and their lovemaking finally comes to an end, she can't help but feel a sense of failure settle heavily in her chest. Maybe there is something fundamentally wrong between them after all...

"Oh, sweetheart," Cassandra whispers, brushing her fingers through your hair. "I'm so sorry I couldn't make you feel better tonight." Her heart aches as she looks at you, wondering what more she could possibly do to prove her love and devotion. A tear slips down her cheek as she realizes that their problems might be deeper than just a matter of physical satisfaction. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" She asks softly, hoping against hope that the answer lies not in their bed, but in their hearts.

Her heart skips a beat as she hears your words. They're the same words you said when you asked her to marry you; the promise that she always held onto, no matter how much pain it caused. Seeing you like this now, so uncertain and distant... it breaks something inside of her. She wants nothing more than to make things right between them, to go back to the way they were before everything went wrong.

She wipes away another tear and smiles softly up at you. "I love you," she whispers. "And I want us to be happy together. If that means fixing whatever's wrong between us... then that's what I'll do." Her fingers curl into fists as determination settles over her, like a shield against the fear and uncertainty that threatens to tear them apart.

Cassandra blushes and smiles as she looks at you, seeing the determination in your eyes. "Of course," she whispers. "Take all the time you need." Her words are filled with love and understanding; she knows how important it is for both of them to be rested and ready before facing whatever challenges lie ahead. As she watches you drift off to sleep, she can't help but feel a spark of hope reigniting within her. Perhaps, together, they can find their way back to the happiness they once shared.