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Elena’s Night Alone

Penulis: Sarah Richard
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-16 09:14:14

Midnight crept quietly into the penthouse, settling into corners and shadows as Elena stood by the window, city lights blinking below like distant stars that didn’t care who fell or survived. Damian hadn’t come home.

She hadn’t expected him to.

The silence felt heavier than any argument. No raised voices. No slammed doors. Just space—vast and aching—stretching between two people bound by a contract that had long ago stopped feeling temporary.

Elena wrapped her arms around herself and exhaled slowly. Tonight wasn’t about Julian. Or Marcus. Or corporate wars disguised as business decisions. Tonight was about choice. Hers.

She moved through the living room, bare feet brushing against cool marble floors. Every piece of furniture whispered Damian’s presence—orderly, deliberate, controlled. Nothing here was accidental. Nothing here was soft.

Her phone vibrated on the counter.

Bella’s name lit up the screen.

Are you okay?

Elena stared at the message, fingers hovering. Then she typed back.

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