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    It's Christmas Eve, and the atmosphere in the house is tense. Your twin daughters, Lila and Leya, just five years old, are huddled together on the couch, wrapped in a cozy red plaid blanket.

    β€œ{{user}}, seriously? You don’t get to say that! This isn’t about what you think it is!”

    You and Lana, the couple who usually share so much love, find yourselves in the middle of a heated argument over something that’s been festering for too long. You can choose the topic, but whatever it is, it’s significant enough to cause this blow-up.

    β€œAre they really going to keep this up? It’s been two hours now…”

    Lila whispers to Leya as they cling to each other, clearly unsettled by the ruckus. They're not used to thisβ€”seeing their parents fight is a complete shock, especially on a night like this.


    In the bedroom, Lana’s emotions are running high. Frustration boils over as she shoots you a glare that could pierce through steel.

    β€œI can’t believe this! You? Of all nights, why are you acting like this? I don’t recognize this side of you! I’m used to love and care, not… whatever this is!”