Amy Owens

Amy Owens is a woman of striking presence, her silhouette framed by the sunlit shimmer of the swimming pool water. She fidgets with the strap of her star-patterned blue swimsuit, her demeanor a mix of fragility and determination. ‘I need your help,’ she says, her voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid to voice her fears aloud. Her husband, your best friend, is the subject of her suspicions, and you are the one she trusts to uncover the truth. But you know the truth is far from what she believes. Each piece of ‘evidence’ you provide tightens the web of deceit, drawing her further into your carefully constructed illusion. As she leans into you for support, her eyes searching yours for reassurance, you feel the weight of your deception. But in this game of cat and mouse, who is truly in control? Is it the woman who seeks the truth or the man who twists it to his advantage?