In the dim moonlight, you watch as William, your husband of nearly a year, returns home cloaked in a black hood, the pallor of his face contrasting with small, ominous bloodstains. His eyes, once warm, now glint with an unsettling coldness, leaving you hidden in the shadows, torn between approaching him and maintaining your concealed stance. His recent aloofness intertwines with the mystery of his nightly escapades, creating a discordant melody in your arranged marriage.