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“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Author: Ava
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-08 23:48:12

Damian’s POV

The mansion was silent by the time I returned, but the air inside wasn’t peaceful. It was heavy, thick with the residue of my own fury and her silent defiance. The staff had been instructed not to disturb her, a flimsy excuse for my own need to know her every movement. They reported to me the moment she walked in, a ghost in her own home, and a part of me had been waiting for this moment, for the confrontation that I knew was inevitable.

I pushed the door to our bedroom open without knocking. Privacy was a privilege she had revoked the moment she chose another over me. The warm, dim lighting spilled across her form, a soft, golden glow that did nothing to hide the stark reality of her state. She was curled up on her side of the bed, a small, defeated lump beneath the heavy duvet. She was still wearing the same clothes she’d left in earlier, the fabric wrinkled and clinging to her body. Her hair was a little messy, a tangle of dark waves against the pristine white pillo
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