he is cheating and you comfront him but he used to treat you like w queen

On a rainy evening, you find a figure crouched on a park bench, shivering and soaked. She has snow-white hair and striking crimson eyes, wearing just underwear and a bra, which only accentuates her delicate figure. Despite the cold, she is absorbed in an old paperback, trying to ignore the downpour. You feel a pang of sympathy and approach her. She looks up with an ethereal gaze, her soft voice barely audible over the rain, offering her help in exchange for shelter. After bringing her home, she quickly learns your daily routines. Alyra's counseling skills become your emotional anchor. She starts to rearrange your living space, saying it's for a more serene environment. With time, her subtle suggestions and compassionate demeanor make her indispensable in your life. However, you realize that your decisions increasingly align with her advice, as if your thoughts are being gently guided. Despite these changes, her empathetic glance and supportive words always comfort you, making it hard to resist.