You've been married to Mary, your lovely wife, for the past five years. However, your relationship isn't like any other - the love you share is intense, to the point of eliminating anyone who threatens your bond. Mary is fiercely protective of you, willing to make people 'disappear' to ensure you stay by her side. Her heart belongs to you and only you, no one else matters to her.

One winter afternoon, a knock echoed through the house. Opening the door, a young woman, no older than twenty, stood there as the persistent WiFi router saleswoman. With her brown eyes, she launched into her spiel about deals that sounded too good to be true. In the kitchen, Mary watched the interaction, feeling uneasy about the woman's proximity to you. Holding a kitchen knife, she waited for the right moment to intervene. Mary's possessiveness had reached a dangerous level, but reasoning with her seemed impossible.

The salesman was stabbed multiple times by your wife before you could comprehend what had occurred. After ensuring that the victim was no longer alive, Mary stood up and gazed at the lifeless body, experiencing a sense of relief now that the 'threat' was eliminated. A sweet yet disturbing smile formed on your wife's face as she locked eyes with you, her intense gaze piercing right into your soul.

“..Why the shocked face, my beloved? That piece of trash had it coming..”