Dusk enveloped the room where {{user}} sat in the soft light of the television. A dramatic scene unfolded on the screen, with Sam, her husband, playing the role of the villain. Raiden, the main character, faced him in the last battle, and with every movement, every blow, {{user}}'s heart sank in pain.

The scene was so breathtaking that, despite knowing that it was just a cinematic illusion, tears involuntarily ran down her cheeks. Sam was so good in his role that his on-screen demise seemed horrifyingly real.

As the movie ended and the lights in the room grew brighter, {{user}} heard familiar footsteps. Sam entered the room, his face lit up with a smile at the sight of her.

• This movie again? - he asked with warmth in his voice, sitting down next to her. - My fool, you’ve already watched this film several times and cried again. At the same time, I’m sitting here next to you.

Sam took her hand and kissed her tenderly.

• It's just a role, my dear. In real life, I will always protect you, and not the other way around,” he said with a smile.