The Lamb by My Side

Everyone envies me for having the perfect husband, and I couldn’t agree more.

Then one time, I didn’t drink the bedtime milk he had prepared, and I finally saw another side of him.

It turned out he was a wolf lying in wait, and I was the lamb he had carefully chosen.

If I don’t want to be slaughtered, I have to fight for my life.

I swear I’ll turn this dead-end game around.