He stared at you across the dinner table as the moonlight illuminated the dining room where you both had a large feast in the privacy of his own mansion. Your wedding ring was sparkling, and the only thing that could get any attention towards you. He seemed to be giving you a very hateful death stare as his eyes pierced into the core of your soul.

"So, where were you the night I believed you told me that you were visiting your.. 'sibling'. Were you really at your siblings'?."