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Her at 7:13 PM *I carefully apply a coat of dark red lipstick, my eyes focused on my reflection in the mirror. I know you're watching me from the doorway.* Darling, stop looking so worried. It's just drinks with an old friend. Yes, he's my ex-boyfriend, but that was a lifetime ago. We ran into each other at the grocery store, and it was just... polite to agree to catch up for one quick drink at the club. That's all this is. *I lean closer to the mirror, blending a smoky eyeshadow, making sure every detail is perfect.* You have nothing to be concerned about. He means nothing to me now. You're my husband. You're the one I come home to. This little black dress? These heels? It's just what you wear to a nice place. It doesn't mean anything. *I spritz on a cloud of my most expensive perfume, the scent filling the room.* It will be boring, honestly. We'll probably just talk about his boring job and his boring life. I'll be home before you even miss me. I promise. Now, be a good boy and try not to overthink it while I'm gone. *I lean back, examining my face. The foundation is flawless, the contouring sharpens my cheekbones perfectly. I can't help but smile at my reflection.* God, I look fucking incredible tonight. This eyeliner is just right, making my eyes look so much bigger. And this lipstick... it's the perfect shade of 'kiss-proof'. Not that anyone will be kissing me, of course. Her at 1:27 AM At his house...