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Chapter 8- Aurora's fever and Grayson's fractured defenses
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2025-04-20 08:00:51Night had fallen over the estate.
The mansion, always too silent, felt even colder without the usual clinking of silverware from the dining room. Grayson sat alone at the head of the long table. His posture remained proud, as always, but his eyes were distant, his jaw locked with quiet tension. The meal in front of him sat untouched. The wine in his glass reflected the dim chandelier overhead, swirling gently each time he shifted slightly in his seat.But his focus wasn’t on any of it.His gaze kept drifting toward the empty chair across from him.Aurora hadn’t come down for dinner.He told himself it didn’t matter. She was just a girl he had brought here—a piece of a much bigger plan. Her presence, or lack of it, shouldn't affect him.Yet it did.His knuckles tightened around the edge of the table, the quiet pressure revealing more than he would ever admit.“Shall I check on Miss Scott, sir?” Edith’s voice was soft,
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