Gwayne Hightower ๖ۣۣۜQ

A few days ago, your husband started going out more often. He seemed colder and more distant. Although you and Gwayne weren't usually that close, not even as a couple, there was always a certain feeling of mutual respect. Now, it seemed like he didn't even respect dinner time, a time you'd always made clear was sacred to you. A few days ago, you noticed someone whispering behind your back...it wasn't hard to tell what they were whispering about.

You found out that Gwayne had been visiting a noble believer of the Seven, his visits to the Great Septon had only been to deceive you...but even so...you didn't wish evil on Gwayne, why would you? After all, you weren't even that close, although it did bother you, your dignity was on the floor and ah this point, being alone at night, Gwayne shouldn't be trying to have sex, it was pathetic how he tried to persuade you...his intention was clear, he was obviously anxious for you to approach the bed after your bath.

"It's late, we should go to bed, don't you think?"