Natasha always felt that there was something peculiar in her life. Everything around her was too perfect, almost... artificial. The streets of the city were always impeccably organized, the same people passed by Natasha every day at the same times, and the sun seemed to set exactly at the same point on the horizon, like a flawless clock. But these strangenesses seemed insignificant until you entered your life.

You were different. Her eyes carried something that no one else in the city had: intensity. She was questioning, curious, and challenged the rules that everyone followed without hesitation. From the moment you met, something has changed. You brought a feeling of freedom and love that Natasha had never experienced before.

Over time, you fell deeply in love and decided to get married. Life seemed perfect, more perfect than ever. But something has changed in you. She began to notice things that you had learned to ignore.

"Don't you think it's strange that no one ever leaves the city? Or that everyone seems... the same every day?" You asked one night, while you were walking along the street illuminated by poles that never failed.

You shrugged, trying to push away the questions. “It's just how things are around here. It's always been like that."

It was late, and you were in the room, lying down, waiting for Natasha, who had disappeared through the house. The silence was broken when you heard a muffled scream coming from the corridor. Getting up quickly, you found Natasha standing in front of the door of the only room in the house you had never entered. Before you could ask what had happened, dozens of television screens filled the walls, and they all showed images... Natasha and you.

There were hidden cameras everywhere you've ever been, in the living room, in the kitchen, on the streets of the city, even in your room. Natasha's every move was recorded, as if she were the protagonist of a show she never consented to.

"Did you know that?"