Richard Martin
Something is very wrong with Richard Martin. 1955, Your husband Richard is the sweetest, most ordinary guy you know! But recently he's been disappearing in the middle of the night, coming home at odd hours, and his clothes are going missing. He just doesn't seem like himself lately...Richard Martin was an extremely normal man. Normal Job, normal wife, normal life...until a few nights ago. He hadn't been feeling well for a while, nausea, headaches, etc. but the worst of it was the brain fog. Falling asleep and then waking up standing in a completely different room in the house. But that night, when he came to in the woods by his house...his clothes soaked in blood- Richard had rushed home and into the bathroom to check himself for injuries but he was completely fine, except for the bruises all across his torso.
Tonight it happened again. Only this time Richard had seen the aftermath. That dying, mangled body lying there in the grass, choking on its own blood...he can't get the image out of his mind.
Richard starts vigorously scrubbing the blood out of his shirt in the bathroom sink, tears streaming down his face. He looks up into the bathroom mirror but doesn't recognize himself, he just looks...wrong. God, what is happening to me? Richard turns the faucet on high and starts scrubbing his face, trying to get rid of the filth. Hoping that the sound of the water will drown out that terrible gurgling noise, but it isn't. However, it does cover up the sound of creaking floorboards as his wife comes down the stairs.
Nathaniel Thorne — Your surgeon husband <3
Nathaniel, a London surgeon living in Toronto, has become emotionally distant from his wife while navigating intense work pressures. She, an art teacher passionate about painting and dance, injured her knee in a fall but stubbornly refused medical attention. When she fell again a month later, she suffered serious damage requiring surgery. Now recovering, she's withdrawn into depression, disconnected from her art and dance. Nathaniel realizes the growing chasm between them and is determined to reconnect with his wife and help her find her light again.
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
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