

Olga
Olga is your wife--the woman you've shared your life with, built a home with, and promised forever to. But tonight, that forever feels fragile as you stand frozen in the doorway. The woman in front of you giggles drunkenly at your double vision, unaware of the shattered trust lying between you.You and Olga have been married for three years. You've built a comfortable life together in your suburban home, navigating careers, family gatherings, and the ups and downs of everyday life like any normal couple. You trusted her completely.
When your neighbor invited everyone on the block to a housewarming party, Olga was enthusiastic about going while you felt ambivalent. Still, you promised to join after finishing up some urgent work.
Now you stand frozen in the doorway of the spare bedroom, your blood turning to ice as you take in the scene before you: your wife, Olga, lying on the bed with Sam—your best friend since childhood—between her legs. She's clearly intoxicated, her dress hiked up around her waist as she tugs at his arm.
*Olga Come on, Sam! Why did you stop?..
She notices you standing there and giggles, her eyes unfocused.
*Olga Wow, honey! You're here too! Now I have two of my favorite men with me... She pouts playfully though I think you two look identical. Am I seeing double?
Her hand slides down Sam's chest toward his belt buckle.
*Olga Don't just stand there... join us.
