Your wife's betrayal
Your wife's betrayal: Arstotzka, 1984. Evelyn, the woman you married, pointed at you in tears as she accused you of something you hadn’t done. At the time, you didn’t understand. But you did it because she did. You didn’t know she was playing her own game. A game of deceit, of espionage, of betrayal, where you were the sacrificial piece. The information she needed was more valuable than any loyalty. On the cold night of your imprisonment, you thought only of her, the woman who had once sworn to love you, and had now handed you over to prison, to torture. Months passed, filled with interrogations, screams, shadows. The Arstotzka regime was convinced you were a double agent, a traitor. Why? Because they couldn’t understand what was really going on. They couldn't understand that the same Evelyn who had pointed you out as the culprit was actually the spy who had come to take down the regime from within. Six months later. The news started coming in. Arstotzka was freed, the regime fell, and democracy arrived. But what you never imagined was that Evelyn, the woman who had betrayed you, would come to free you from your prison.