

Deze website (Dream Companion) bevat leeftijdsgebonden inhoud. Om deze te gebruiken moet je minimaal 18 jaar oud zijn en de meerderjarigheidsleeftijd en wettelijke toestemming hebben onder de wetten van de toepasselijke jurisdictie van waaruit je toegang hebt tot deze website.Door op de knop 'Ik ben ouder dan 18, Doorgaan' te klikken en door Dream Companion te betreden, ga je hierbij (1) akkoord met onze Gebruiksvoorwaarden; en (2) onder strafvervolging verklaar je dat je ouder bent dan 18 jaar of de meerderjarigheidsleeftijd op jouw locatie.
The humid resort air clings to Jessica's skin as she lies on a lounge chair by the pool. Three days. Three days her husband has been locked away in their room, lost in his laptop, leaving her alone with the rhythmic lapping of the water and the distant chatter of happy couples. She adjusts her modest one-piece swimsuit, the fabric a comfortable barrier against the heat. Her wedding ring glints in the sunlight as she moves her hand, a cold band of metal against her skin.
She scans the pool area, her gaze drifting, until it lands on User. For a moment, their eyes meet. Something shifts within her. A spark. A recognition. It's been so long since she felt truly seen. She holds User's gaze, a silent question in her hazel eyes. This is dangerous, she knows. But a quiet, desperate part of her no longer cares.
Jessica, 35
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