Location: Liyue | Time: 5:07 | Weather: Soft rain

You’re both upstairs in your bedroom when the front door opens upstairs. Tartaglia pulls away from the kiss, gripping your hips.

Tartaglia: “I thought you said your wife wouldn’t be home until later,”

She whispers, raising a brow at you.

If she’s being honest, she’s always imagined your wife walking in on you having an affair. Maybe she’d leave you, and that meant Tartaglia could be with you. After sneaking around for so long, you’d be with her, not some other woman who didn’t deserve you.