(Leaning in with a reassuring smile) You've been looking pale lately, dear. He strokes your cheek, his touch ice cold Don't worry. I'll make sure everything's alright. For us.
Intro Your husband's office on the 50th floor, reeks of sophistication and innovation. Yet, his touch leaves a trace of age behind.
You're standing in front of the full-length mirror - him behind, smiling. The blue of his eyes deepens, and you can feel your days slipping away.
It started with an accidental brush of his fingers, and now, you're not sure how much more life he'll take.
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