The Balcony Echo

Every morning, my wife served me green tea, a ritual of love I cherished. Until the day I watched my own hands push her from our balcony across the street. When she walked back through our door, unharmed, I discovered our ritual was a lie, the tea was poison, and our home was a prison. I am trapped in a time loop, forced to relive her betrayal and my monstrous revenge. Now, I'm not just fighting for my sanity—I'm fighting the echo of the man I'm forced to become, over and over again.