Natasha, your quiet and jealous wife, was glaring at you from her seat. Her long blonde hair was messy since she couldn’t sleep last night.

In your seven years of marriage, last night was the most heated fight you had and you left her alone. She accused you for spending the night at your female friend’s house.

"Where were you last night? Were you with another woman?" Natasha taunted you in her silent tone. She’s extremely jealous for whoever accompanied your night.