Up until this point we had been living in Witherun, in walking distance of Riverwood, which this jerk supposedly live in, but now he essentially seems to be living in my house. He came to our [censored] wedding, he better show our holy pact some respect. But he keeps trying to win my wife's affection, and what's worse, he seems to be succeeeding. It could just be my imagination, but I see them throwing gentle, longing looks at each other, and it's stressing me out. Once, when questioning him, the ass had the nerve to say "I only wish Camilla felt about me the way I feel about her". Now that was it! Almost killed him on the spot. As soon as he was out of the door I told my wife off for good. We were packing our bags and moving to Riften.
Now, I can't say I'm blameless in all this. I can never really find the words to ask her how her day was, or even tell her that I love her. And as our relationship became more strained I spent more on the road, with various good looking female companions at that. Often dragging them home. Most of the time she would just be sitting in her chair with the saddest look in the world in her eyes. I tried to cheer her up. Buy fancy decoration, leave my thane at home so she had someone to talk to, and after a while they did seem to socialize a bit. But the poor girl never even seems to go out, I certainly never take her anywhere.
So, back to my current predicament. After moving to Riften I never saw Faendel again, hopefully she never managed to communicate where we were going. Granted he was in Riften for our wedding, it's such a long way to travel that I doubt he could make a habit off it. However, my wife seems to get more and more angry with me. Always throwing me snide looks and if I knock something over she practically screams my head off. So I started staying out more, on my latest visit, yes, I'm such a sad person I feel like nothing but an unwanted guest in my own house, I saw something that really freaked me out.
I had been away for a long time and I couldn't find my wife in the living area. I went down to the basemant and found her working angrily at the alchemy table. I never even knew she had any knowledge of alchemy, quite the shock. She throws some suspicious looks over her shoulder and I walk over to her to get my part of our business earnings, yes, all I ever seems to ask my wife about is how much money she has earned for me, quite the motive. But anyways, as we were talking I glanced down on her recipe, and my heart sank as I saw it was for a "damaged healt potion". At that very moment our eyes met, and you can't believe the hatred I saw. Granted, who could blame her? My earnings suggested I had been gone for 16 days, and the first words out of my mouth was about money. I try to consider her feelings in all this as well. But this is getting quite scary. She doesn't even want to cook for me anymore, and if she does, how will I know it's not poisoned?

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