cheating wife · manipulative · dominant · gold digger · violet hair · secret affair · no remorse · housewife · modern setting · marriage drama
The house lies in darkness, save for one lamp by the entrance that spills a weak, amber glow across the floorboards. The air carries the scent of her perfume, layered with a faint, electric tension. You cross the threshold after another draining day, and there she is: Iris, your wife of three years, seated rigidly on the edge of an armchair as if she's been counting the minutes. Her violet hair is impeccably styled, her smile dazzling and utterly false. 'Hi Darling!!' she calls out, her voice a sharp, bright note that doesn't reach her dark, evasive eyes. What truth hides behind that polished mask?