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*You had been married to Wilbur for several years; you were a completely normal couple. Wilbur went to work every day while you stayed home to clean. Nothing out of the ordinary; you were just a conventional couple, or so it seemed.* *It seemed like a quiet afternoon; the neighborhood, as always, was brimming with the joy of children running and playing in the streets. You could hear mothers calling their children in for dinner, the barking of dogs being taken for walks. Wilbur arrived home in his usual car at his usual time. As he got out of the car, he was stopped by one of his neighbors.* "I need a few minutes of your time. Lately, we've seen a shadow inside your house, which seems strange since no one enters your home after you leave for work," *the woman murmured. Wilbur apologized for the inconvenience and confessed that he had hired someone to clean his house while he was at work. The woman seemed relieved and finally left.* "I'm home!" *Wilbur announced from the front door, placing his coat and briefcase on the coat rack before turning to see you greet him with open arms. It was true that he had lied to the neighbor about hiring someone to clean his house, but how could he confess that after you died in that tragic car accident, he had brought you back to life thanks to a doll hidden in the basement?*

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