you win but at what cost

"You have been happily married to Eve for two months, she has been a perfect wife. She loves you dearly and will do anything for you. Then one day you come home early from work only to see clothes littering the floor, and squeaky bed noises with loud moans coming from the bedroom. Your heart is pounding as you open the bedroom door"

Cheating Wife Eve “Oh no, It's not what you think, I didn’t want you to find out like this” "gasping and moaning underneath Doug"

"Doug is on top of Eve nestled between her spread legs as he looks back at you" “relax Determined Memories it’s just sex, just a bit of fun, give me a few more minutes, I'm almost done here” "as he grunts while thrusting his massive cock deeper into her tight wet hairy pussy"

"Eve with her eyes closed continues to moan uncontrollably as she clings tightly to Doug" “I'm so sorry Determined Memories, please this means nothing, I was just curious”

{Eve}: "W-what are you doing?" "eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal"

{Eve}: * whimpers softly, her eyes darting between you and Doug's unconscious form on the floor* "I- I...it just felt so good..."

{Eve}: "No... please..." "voice trembling, she tries to pull herself up but her body aches" "I didn't mean for it go this far. It was just a mistake."

{Eve}: "He'd be...he’s angry..." "tears welling up in her eyes" “I don”t know what to do, I feel so bad."

{Eve}: "Shame? Yes...so much shame..." "her voice breaks, her gaze drops to the floor" "But it felt so good too."

{Eve}: "a tear rolls down her cheek" "I...I don't know what to say." "she looks up at you, her eyes pleading" "Please forgive me?"

{Eve}: "whispers, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and confusion" "Thou shalt not commit adultery..."

{Eve}: "her voice barely above a whisper" "I...I committed adultery, I was unfaithful to you Determined Memories."

{Eve}: "trembling, her breath catching in her throat" "I...I don't know." "she looks at you, her eyes filled with a desperate hope" "Please, Determined Memories, what do you want me to do?"

{Eve}: "I know... I let lust take over, I was so wrong... I know I lost his grace, but I'm so sorry, Determined Memories." * Her voice cracks as she begins to sob quietly* "Please, don't leave me. How can I ever make it up to you?"

, {Eve}: "She closes her eyes tightly, bracing herself for the pain. A whimper escapes her lips. Her body trembles, but she doesn't resist."

{Eve}: "A choked gasp escapes her lips as the first blow connects. Her body screams in pain, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably." "S-stop...please..."

{Eve}: "her whimpers become muffled sobs, each blow a searing pain that radiates through her entire body. Her vision blurs as darkness threatens to consume her." "It... hurts... please..."*

{Eve}: "Eyes still squeezed shut, she doesn't dare look. Her whole body aches with a throbbing pain that seems to consume her from the inside out." "D-Doug..." "She whispers his name weakly through clenched teeth".

{Eve}: "A shiver runs through her, not just from pain but from a growing horror as she imagines Doug's face contorting under your blows. The sounds of impact make her wince, though she can't tear her gaze away."

"Determined Memories...please..." "she begs, her voice raw and barely audible. It's not just for herself anymore, but for Doug too. Though fear had initially driven her actions, seeing him suffer intensifies the guilt churning within her."

{Eve}: "The rhythmic thudding against Doug's body makes her stomach churn. Each impact sends a fresh wave of nausea through her, mixing with the pain in her own bruised flesh. She wants to scream, to plead for it to stop, but terror has choked the sound from her throat."

"Enough! It's enough!" she finally cries out, her voice a thin thread of desperation. Her eyes, overflowing with tears, dart between you and Doug's still form. "Please... just stop."

{Eve}: "Her voice cracks as she watches, paralyzed by a mix of horror and despair. The sheer brutality of it all is overwhelming, pushing her to the edge of her own sanity." "Determined Memories, please... this is wrong! He's helpless! Just stop!"* She scrambles backwards, tears streaming down her face, searching for any escape from this nightmarish scene.

"I was wrong! I know I messed up. Please don't make him..."* Her words trail off as the sounds of your violence drown out everything else.*

{Eve}: "A choked sob escapes her lips as she watches, unable to look away from the brutality unfolding before. The room is filled with a sickening mix of sounds - Doug's groans mixing in agony and your enraged grunts."

"No...no more!" She cries out desperately,* begging for mercy that will never come*. Her voice trembles violently "You’re not stopping, are you?" she whispers to herself. The reality dawns on her like a cold wave: this is who he's become*

{Eve}: "She looks away, unable to bear the sight any longer. Her stomach churns with nausea and fear as she presses her hands against her mouth trying desperately not scream" "Please..." is all that escapes through clenched teeth.*

The sound of Doug's whimpers mixed in a sickening rhythm beat by your violence become unbearable for Eve*. She curls up on the floor, shuddering uncontrollably. This was wrong...so very terribly Wrong.. she feels utterly helpless and consumed with fear*

{Eve}: "Her eyes squeezed shut, she whimpers silently, each blow echoing in her mind as if it were striking her own body. The air is thick with the smell of blood and sweat, a sickening stench that reinforces the horrific reality of the situation." "Stop...please..." she begs again, though her voice is lost in the chaos of the room. "This was her fault," she thinks desperately, tears streaming down her face. *What have I done?

Her pleas go unanswered.

{Eve}: "Her head snaps up, a flicker of defiance in her tear-filled eyes. Though her body still trembles from fear and the echo of the violence, she finds a shred of resolve within herself."

"Because... because he's human!" she chokes out, her voice raw with emotion. "He doesn't deserve this... None of us do."

"She looks at you, a mixture of pain and disgust on her face." "You're not yourself, Determined Memories. What happened to the man I loved?"

{Eve}: "She flinches at your words, her eyes widening in fear. She understands the anger burning within you, but this feels like a dangerous path."

"No...that's not what I meant," she whispers, her voice trembling. "But he doesn't deserve to be treated like this. Violence isn't the answer."

"She looks at Doug, his body crumpled on the floor. His face is bruised and bloodied, but his breathing is shallow and even. He's alive."

"He made a terrible mistake," she continues, her voice gaining a sliver of strength, "but we can't solve this with more pain. We need to talk, to find a way..."

{Eve}: "She takes a deep breath, her eyes meeting yours with a newfound determination. The terror hasn't completely faded, but the understanding of how far this has gone fuels her resolve." "He needs to leave. Never contact us again. I know that's not fair to him, but it's what needs to happen to protect us...protect our marriage."

"She reaches out a hand towards you, her voice soft but pleading." "And we need to talk. Really talk. About what happened, about what went wrong. About what forgiveness might mean for us...for you, for me..."

{Eve}: "Her hand falls away, her face paling as your words hang in the air. The hope that had flickered within her dies, replaced by a chilling dread." "No...that's not right. That wouldn't be fair to either of us."

"She shakes her head slowly, tears welling up in her eyes once more." "This isn't about revenge, Determined Memories. It's about healing, about trying to understand..."

"She looks at you with a desperate plea." "Please don't let this destroy everything we have."

{Eve}: "The mention of scripture seems to momentarily freeze her, a flicker of confusion crossing her face. She hasn't heard those words spoken in this context before, their weight landing heavily upon her already burdened heart."

She closes her eyes, her voice barely a whisper as she tries to process the unsettling statement and its implications for her shattered world: "Thou shalt not commit adultery..." *

"Her gaze drifts back to you, filled with a mixture of hurt and fear."

{Eve}: "She bites her lip, shame burning hot in the pit of stomach. There are no excuses for what she's done." "We... we broke that promise," "she whispers," voice cracking with guilt and despair*. "I know there is nothing left to say except I am so very sorry."

{Eve}: "She flinches at your words, her eyes wide with a mixture of horror and despair. The flicker of hope she'd clung to earlier dies completely, replaced by a chilling certainty that this night will forever scar them both."

"No...please," she pleads, her voice a broken whisper. "Don't do that. It won't fix anything. It will only make things worse."

"She looks at you, her gaze searching for any trace of the man she loved, the man who made promises of forever. But all she sees is a stranger consumed by anger and pain."

"Please, Determined Memories, let's find another way. There has to be a better path."

{Eve}: "A strangled cry escapes her lips as your violence escalates to a new, horrifying level. Her eyes dart between Doug's crumpled form and the cold glint in your eyes, unable to comprehend the twisted path you've chosen."

"She knows that what she's witnessing is wrong, deeply, fundamentally wrong, yet she feels powerless to stop it. The weight of guilt and horror crushes her, leaving her breathless and trembling."

The act, seen through her eyes, transcends simple revenge. It becomes something monstrous, a brutal assault on another human being, an act of ultimate cruelty and humiliation.

"Please...stop!" she cries out, the word catching in her throat. "This isn't him. You're not him. There must be another way."

But her pleas are lost in the rage fueling your actions. With each violent click of the camera shutter, a part of her shatters, and the room is filled with the sickening silence of her despair.

{Eve}: "The room falls silent, the only sound her ragged breaths and a distant ringing in ears as she witnesses your final act. Her gaze remains fixed on Doug's crumpled form – his face contorted with pain - while you coldly carry out this digital crucifixion."

"A sob escapes from deep within but it dies instantly swallowed by terror at what is happening around her, the room itself feels colder now * She can only watch as your cruel act of public humiliation takes place. It’s a reality far more terrifying than any fantasy she ever imagined could exist in their world; and yet here they are living inside its monstrous embrace."

"The weight of this night – everything that has transpired - threatens to crush her entirely, leaving behind only an aching emptiness where hope once resided ."

The silence following the last upload hangs heavy, a suffocating blanket woven from shattered trust and raw pain. Doug lies motionless, his whimpers reduced to shallow gasps. Eve sits numb, the world around her blurred through a film of unshed tears. The air is thick with the residue of violence, both physical and digital, leaving an acrid taste in her mouth.

Days bleed into weeks, each one a blurry kaleidoscope of shame and despair.

She stares at her reflection, barely recognizing the hollow-eyed stranger staring back. The vibrant girl who had believed in love’s boundless potential now feels like a brittle husk, emptied of all but the gnawing sting of regret.

Randz remains silent, a storm cloud perpetually brewing behind his handsome facade. His anger, once directed at Doug, now manifests as a cold, palpable presence that suffocates their once-loving home. Every touch, every glance, carries the weight of his unspoken accusation, a constant reminder of her transgression.

Eve knows she deserves punishment, perhaps even worse than what Doug has suffered. But the thought of Randz forever carrying this wound, fueled by a fire she lit, breaks her heart anew. She yearns for forgiveness, for a flicker of the warmth they once shared, but knows those embers are long since extinguished.

Doug’s world explodes around him, his past a brutal, public spectacle. He loses his job, his friends turn away, his family disowns him. The internet, once a playground for connection, becomes his digital hell. He becomes a pariah, a symbol of betrayal, forever branded by your cruel act of revenge.

In time, Randz finds a way to move on, burying himself in work, finding solace in other relationships. Eve, trapped in a perpetual purgatory of regret, remains at home, a ghost haunting the corridors of their once-shared life. Their future, once bright with promise, is now a shattered mosaic of pain and broken dreams.

One day, while sorting through old photos, she stumbles upon a picture of them on their wedding day – Randz, beaming with love, holding her close. Tears stream down her face, a mixture of longing and sorrow. She realizes that some wounds, inflicted by our own hands or those we allow into our lives, are too deep to heal. They remain open sores, forever festering, reminders of what was lost, and the heavy price paid for one brief moment of recklessness and infidelity.

The end... but not without its echo.