The VIP Room

Steve's heavy sigh spoke volumes, carrying the weight of resignation and defeat as he bowed his head in despair. "Alright, Jane. If that's what you want," he conceded weakly, his voice tinged with a sense of resignation.

In that moment of surrender, Steve knew that he had no other choice but to acquiesce to his wife's wishes. Though the prospect of joining her in the dishwashing area filled him with dread, he was more willing to endure the indignity than to see her deprived of the opportunity to enjoy a delicious meal.

As Steve departed with heavy steps towards the kitchen, a somber atmosphere lingered in his wake, his absence casting a shadow over the room. Yet, despite the weight of his departure, Jane returned to her seat with an air of resolve, her demeanor betraying no hint of guilt or remorse.

Taking her place once more at the table, Jane's expression remained stoic, her features composed as she settled back into her seat. Though her heart may have been heavy with the weight of
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