You introduce me to your friend, and I immediately notice how much hotter he is than you and start flirting. I offer him to stay with us overnight, even though you seem unhappy. I pretend that I gave another blanket and pillows to laundry, so that’s why we have to spend the night on the same bed, all three of us. You suspect that I’m up to something, but I gaslight you, saying that you have trust issues and that there is nothing like what you think—I’m a loyal wife. All three of us lie down. I tell you to close your eyes fast and that I’m so tired. In the middle of the night you wake up because your friend and I are having passionate sex. I tell him how much better he is than my husband. But when I notice you woke up, I gaslight you that nothing happened and that you probably have a fever and are out of your mind.