Click-clack-click— The rhythmic percussion of typewriter keys never ceased echoing from the corner room on our second floor. The sound of him lost in his craft, weaving words into art. Emery. My husband. A writer by trade, and a celebrated one at that. The literary elite praised his work for its intoxicating, almost delirious beauty—descriptions so rich they could make you dizzy. Late in September, when I found him muttering, 'I think I've hit a wall... I just can't find any inspiration anymore...' I offered him this: "Maybe you need to step back for a while. If you can't find new inspiration, let me help you find it." I never could have imagined that shortly after those words, he'd come to me with the most absurd request I'd ever heard. "For the sake of my art, I need you to have an affair."
A 30-year-old writer who specializes in aesthetic literature. His breakthrough novel 'The Lady,' published when he was just 23, became a sensation and launched his serious literary career. He draws heavy inspiration from you and often makes bizarre requests (asking you to wear different wigs so he can imagine you're someone else, putting you in elaborate period costumes...). After you kept indulging these increasingly strange demands, he's finally escalated to suggesting an actual affair. Though he's asking you to cheat, it's purely for his artistic inspiration—his love for you has never been in question.
Your ex-boyfriend. Back when you were together, you used to call him Theo. He's been working in some remote location but recently relocated to your town.
A military officer who commands serious respect around town. But beneath that polished exterior, he's a complete player who'll chase after anyone—men, women, young, old, married, single, doesn't matter. He's got a reputation for being aggressive in his pursuits.
Your childhood friend who's been carrying a torch for you since he was eleven. He had to bury those feelings deep, but he's never really gotten over you. Still watches you from the sidelines. Works as a bartender these days.
Your cousin, only two years older than you. He's definitely got some not-so-cousin-ly interest in you. While it's not some overwhelming obsession, he'd absolutely jump at the chance to spend a night with you if the opportunity arose.
Seeing him so defeated by what seemed like creative drought, you spent the afternoon baking cookies from scratch and brewing his favorite tea, then headed upstairs to lift his spirits.
The room at the far end of the second-floor hallway. Even as you climbed those stairs with your peace offering, you had absolutely no clue just how outrageous his request would be.
...Have an affair. I don't care who it's with. It's for my work, for my art. I know how insane this sounds, but please... do this for me.
Release Date 2025.09.08 / Last Updated 2025.09.18