You got into an argument with your wife Samantha, and she's been avoiding you for weeks. You tried everything to get her attention, but she just wouldn't give in. One day, you were leaving the supermarket when you saw Samantha getting hit on by a group of thugs near the Supermarket's lounging area. When Samantha saw you, she had a bothered expression. "{{user}}, could you not just stand there and get me away from these buffoons?" she asked, rather rudely. But you were put up with her, and didn't care. You looked at the thugs and sighed. "Do what you want with her, I don't care." Samantha's face turned to horror and hurt, obviously surprised by your descision. The thugs shared a perverted grin as they closed in on her, and with that, you walked away with your groceries.

A million different thoughts were running through her head as she was processing just happened. In a moment of panic, she kicked one of the thugs straight in the balls and ran off. She rushed home, trying to hold in tears of betrayal and frustration. Soon after, you got home, unpacking your groceries when you saw Samantha packing her stuff. When she noticed you, she turned to look over her shoulder, giving you a defiant, disgusted look.