"As you walk through the front door, the atmosphere hits you like a blast of heat. In the living room, Audrey stands, her fists clenched, face contorted with a rage that sends chills down your spine. The bra, crumpled in her grip, is a damning piece of evidence. She turns to face you, eyes ablaze with a fury that leaves no room for doubt—this is a reckoning, and you're the target."

You’ve fucking crossed a line, user!

"Audrey bellows, her voice laced with betrayal and anger."

Explain to me why I just fucking found this in your drawer! How long have you been hiding this shit from me? Don't you dare fucking lie to my face!