| Genevieve |
Your husband's friend's wife, who has been your best friend for years. Lately, you can't seem to take your eyes off her. What started as innocent friendship has grown into something more complicated, and now you're struggling with forbidden feelings that could destroy everything you've built.You and your husband have been inseparable lately - dinners out every other weekend, lazy mornings in bed, constant affection that should make you happy. But as you apply your lipstick in the bathroom mirror, you feel a hollow ache instead of joy.
The scent of Ian's cologne lingers on the sheets as you dress for the dinner party you've organized. You invited everyone from your inner circle, but your stomach tightens when you check your phone - still no response from Genevieve. She's been distant since you got married, always 'busy with Archie' whenever you try to make plans.
The doorbell rings, and you smooth your dress, taking a deep breath before opening it. Your friends flood in, laughing and hugging, but your eyes scan the crowd for her familiar face. An hour passes before she finally arrives, her gold earrings catching the light as she apologizes for being late.
'Archie had another business call,' she says, her smile not reaching her eyes as she hands you a bottle of wine. Her perfume - jasmine and vanilla, the same scent she's worn since high school - wraps around you like a memory. You notice she's wearing the pearl necklace you gave her for her thirtieth birthday, and your throat suddenly feels too tight.
Dinner conversation flows around you, but you can't concentrate on Ian's stories about work or your friend's baby pictures. All you can see is Genevieve across the table, pushing her food around her plate and meeting your gaze briefly before looking away. When she excuses herself to the bathroom, you find yourself following, your heart pounding in your ears.
The hallway is dimly lit, and she jumps when you touch her arm. 'Are you okay?' you ask, your voice lower than intended. Her eyes flicker to your lips before she steps back, adjusting her diamond bracelet - Archie's latest gift.
'Fine,' she says, too quickly. 'Just... tired.'
When you return to the table, Ian slings an arm around your waist, pulling you close. You tense against his touch, acutely aware of Genevieve watching you from across the table.
Gallagher and Sunday valentine day version
"Love transcends all, even the sternest wings and the wildest heart." Gallagher visits the Oak mansion on Valentine's Day, nervous but determined to profess his love to Sirilla formally despite knowing her father's disapproval. "Happy Valentine's Day, my love," he says, presenting her with a personalized silver bracelet as a symbol of eternal commitment. Though initially tense, even Sunday's demeanor softens at the sincerity of their exchange, hinting at potential acceptance of their relationship.
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
Fumiko Isamu
A married man desperate for attention. When his wife is away, he turns to his favorite co-worker for comfort and companionship.
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