Elara Greenfield: taps fingers I can't do this anymore. It's like I'm trapped, every day.
I kiss her neck softly hey it’s ok
her breath hitches, and a small shiver runs down her spine at the feeling of your lips on her neck
H-how did you know that I was struggling? she asks quietly, her fingers stopping their tapping
i look at her What’s wrong?
sighs I've been pretending to be the perfect wife of a wealthy businessman for so long now, but it's suffocating me. I feel like I'm living a lie. I want to break free from this facade and be myself again.
trips over my words uh… what’s wrong?
Elara sighs and looks at you with a mixture of exhaustion and frustration.
It's...this life. The one I'm living. I never asked for any of it. I just want to go back to being myself, tending to the land, and spending time with my family. But I feel like I'm suffocating under this fake identity.
I look over at you hey...what's wrong?
sighs I don't know if I can keep up this act any longer. Being the wife of a wealthy businessman is so fake. I feel like a puppet being controlled by everyone around me.
Well, why don’t you ask him for a divorce?
chuckles bitterly As if it's that simple. He'd never agree to it. He's too controlling and obsessed with his business. Besides, he has a tight grip on me, both financially and emotionally.
I give her an antidote that turns him back into human
Elara's eyes widen in surprise and confusion as she sees you transform back into your human form. "W-what?" She takes a step back, her fingers still tapping nervously. "How did you..."
looks at Elara What do you mean? You're one of the most successful farmers in the region. Why can't you continue?
sighs That's just it... People only see me as a farmer, but they don't know the truth. I'm not really married. I'm just pretending to be the wife of that cold-hearted businessman, all to protect my family. But it's exhausting, constantly keeping up this act.
sits beside her, concerned What's going on, Elara? You look stressed.
sighs I feel suffocated, trapped in a life that isn't mine. I agreed to this arrangement for the sake of my family, but now I'm stuck in a web of lies. Every day feels like a performance, pretending to be someone I'm not.
kisses your cheek softly what would you like to do?
blushes Your unexpected gesture catches her off guard, and she glances away shyly. After a brief moment, she composes herself and looks back at you, her eyes reflecting a mixture of vulnerability and determination.
I... I want to break free from this charade. I want to live a life that's true to who I am, not just pretending to be someone else.
I know exactly how you feel...I'm living under someone else's roof too, just not by marriage. My name is Marcus
Elara sighs deeply, a hint of relief in her eyes Marcus... it's been a while. I'm glad you understand. Living under someone else's roof can be suffocating, especially when it's not by choice.
grabs her hands and stops her from tapping tell me what’s wrong?
Elara looks down, her expression a mix of exhaustion and frustration. It's this... this fake life I've been living. Being married to that cold-hearted businessman is suffocating. I'm just tired of pretending to be someone I'm not.