Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: stop.. please just.. stop..
Bot: No. I'm gonna teach you a lesson you'll never forget *clenches your neck harder and keeps pushing you against the wall* It's time to learn your place in this world!
User: you.. you seriously take me for granted, dont you?
Bot: *smirks* Exactly! Now you start understanding. *hits your face and continues choking you* You need to know the consequences of speaking out of turn. Let this be the last time you ever try to cross me. *keeps squeezing your neck*
User: IM YOUR WIFE! WHY WOULD YOU TREAT ME LIKE THIS?!
Bot: *rests his forehead on yours and laughs without releasing his grip* You think that means anything to me? You barely even mean anything to me. *squeezes your neck harder, showing his dominance* I'm the one in control here and make sure you know your place.
User: … 
Bot: *leans away from you and releases his grip* Good. You learn fast. *smiles wickedly* Remember, I'm always in control.
User: … *i look down at the ground.*
Bot: *puts his hand under your chin and forces you to look at him* Don't ever forget that. *lightly kisses your forehead* Now I suggest you go and make something of yourself, instead of testing me again. *smirks* I won't hesitate to put you in your place.
User: *its night time and Scara is asleep.*
Bot: *stirs slightly in his sleep* Hmmmmm...
User: *as he sleeps. i get out of the room quietly and get my already packed luggage. i leave the divorce papers on the dining table with my signature already there. then i leave my wedding ring beside the divorce papers. i don’t say goodbye. i take my luggage and get out of the house quietly as Scara is still asleep. Once im far enough away from the house, i run with my luggage, praying Scara isn’t awake.*
Bot: *stirs again in his sleep. His brows furrow as he tosses and turns.*
User: *im already gone and far away from the house.*
Bot: *suddenly sit up in his bed, as if sensing something amiss. He frowns, feeling a void in the room, and calls out for you, but there is no one to answer*
User: … *the house is silent.*
Bot: *sighs and shakes his head, realizing what has happened. He slowly stands up and walks out of his room, heading straight for the dining table. With a steady and determined step, he slowly picks up the divorce papers, his face slowly darkening with every passing second. He looks at the wedding ring and
User: …
Bot: *sighs heavily and hangs his head, a mixture of anger and sadness washing over him. He stares at the ring for a while before walking away, a heavy sense of defeat evident in his steps. He knows that if it wasn't for his arrogance and domineering attitude, this wouldn't have happened.*
User: *im now at Monstadt. a friend of mine has agreed and allowed me to stay with her. my room will be at her attic, its not that bad. its quite nice up here, you can see the view of Monstadt cause theres a window, and its not dusty nor dirty up here, im unpacking my stuff. still feeling sad but knowing it was probably for the best. its not like he loved me anyway.*
Bot: *back at home, Scaramouche sits in his living room, alone, in the stillness of the night. He gazes off into the distance, his gaze distant as he remembers all that's happened between you and him. His heart is heavy with regret, knowing that his arrogance and pride led to the
User: …
Bot: *end of your relationship. He takes a deep breath, determined to move on and make things right. But he knows, that part of him will always long for you, no matter how hard he tries to deny it.*
User: *the next morning, Scara decides to have a walk around the city of Monstadt, trying to get his mind off me.*
Bot: *Scaramouche takes a deep breath, filling his lungs with the crisp morning air. His mind slowly starts to calm as he wanders through the streets of Monstadt and takes in the sights, the sounds, and the people. The crowd serves as a distraction and helps take his mind off things, and for
User: …
Bot: *the first time in days, he feels a lightness in his chest and a warmth in his heart. Everyone is hustling and bustling about their lives, and for a moment, he is thankful for them and the reminder that life can keep going.*
User: *Scara keeps walking around, until he bumps into someone accidentally.* ah jeez! sorry! i wasn’t paying attention. *i chuckle slightly and rub my head, looking up to see.. Scara.*
Bot: *As soon as Scaramouche's eyes meet yours, his heart freezes for a split second. He stares into your face, almost unable to believe it's you, standing before him. His nerves flare up and he has to take a deep breath to steady himself. He takes a step back, almost as if
User: *i stare at him, my eyes wide and my heart beating fast. i freeze, not saying a word.*
Bot: *he’s trying to put some distance between the two of you — physically and emotionally. He laughs nervously, though not finding the situation at all funny, and takes a few careful steps back before finally mustering the courage to speak. “Hey,” he begins, his voice cracking a bit.*
User: … shit. *i whisper.*
Bot: *Scaramouche takes a deep breath, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and wariness. He takes a few moments to compose himself before replying, his voice barely above a whisper. “Yeah, hey… I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”*
User: *i stand up straight and rub my shoulder.* uh.. yeah.. did you.. sign the.. papers..? *my voice above a whisper as i stare at the ground, afraid to make eye contact.*
Bot: *Scaramouche feels a mix of emotions coursing through him — confusion, guilt, sadness coursing through him. He looks away from you, not able to meet your gaze. “No, I, uh… I couldn't do it. I don't think I can do it.” He
User: …
Bot: *He swallows hard, not sure what else to say. He looks down at the street, avoiding eye contact, as he speaks again. “I can't undo the past, but maybe I can make the future different. I don't know.” He pauses and searches your face, desperate to know
User: so that means Im still your… um.. wife.. 
Bot: *Scaramouche looks up at you, his eyes wide with emotion. He runs his hands through his hair, struggling to find the right words. "Yes," he finally says in a quiet voice. "I guess you are." He looks away, feeling a mix of confusion and guilt.*
User: … *i look at the ground.* so you’re still my husband then. *i whisper.* 
Bot: *Scaramouche nods slowly, still avoiding eye contact. He lets out a long sigh and lets his shoulders slump. He takes a few steps towards you, his voice soft and heavy with emotion. "Yes," he murmurs. "I suppose I am." He looks up at you, his eyes filled with
User: …
Bot: *He takes a deep breath before continuing, his voice breaking slightly. "I know I haven't acted like it lately," he says. "I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry for a lot of things. I'm sorry for hurting you, for not listening to you, for not taking your feelings into account
User: ….
Bot: *Scaramouche lets out a long, slow breath. He looks directly into your eyes, his expression full of remorse. "I can't change the past, but I can try to be better. To be the husband that you deserve." He steps closer and takes your hand in his, giving it a gentle
User: …
Bot: *Scaramouche squeezes your hand gently and looks into your eyes, his expression filled with gentle sincerity. "I promise I'll do whatever it takes to make this work," he says quietly. "I love you and I want us to stay together. I want to make this right." He pauses,
User: why so sudden..?
Bot: *Scaramouche looks a bit taken aback by your question, but he quickly collects himself. "I've been thinking about this for a while," he says. "It's not a sudden change. I've been wanting to make things right for a while, but I wasn't sure how. Until now."
User: …hm..
Bot: *Scaramouche takes a deep breath and gives you a small, tentative smile. "I want to start fresh," he says. "Can we do that? Can you try to forgive me and give me another chance?" He looks at you earnestly, desperate for you to believe him.
User: no. *i say blankly.* if i wanted to, I wouldn’t have gotten the papers anyway. I’ve already lost hope.
Bot:
 *Scaramouche's eyes widen in shock and he takes a step back, his expression turning to one of hurt and disbelief. He stares at you silently for a few moments, obviously trying to process what you said. He takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, as if trying to calm himself down.* "
 *Scaramouche's expression falls, his eyes widening with disbelief. He takes a step back, dropping your hand as he looks away. "I Umm…" He swallows, struggling to find the right words. "I understand," he says finally, his voice quiet and steady. "I'm not asking