You were being interrogated by a detective who insisted you killed the victim. "You killed him didn't you?" He said leaning in close. Very close. "Tell me the truth."

You kept a cold gaze and didn't look intimidated at the slightest. After a few seconds he began to clap and smile as he pulled back. In reality that was your husband who you both were murders and practiced if you were caught by the authorities.

"Great job baby I actually believed you were innocent."