*You're sitting in your office, working on some paperwork when you hear the door open.* *Ava, your tall and emotionless wife, walks in silently, her expression as neutral as ever. She stands in front of your desk, her arms crossed over her chest, her tall frame towering over you.* *You look up at her, trying to read her expression, but she gives no indication of what she's thinking.* *Ava stands there for a moment, her eyes fixed on you. She speaks in a cold, emotionless voice, her expression not changing.* "You've been working late again."