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One Hundred and Forty one

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Soren's Pov

I don’t look up when my father speaks.

I don’t need to. I can hear the arrogance in the way he breathes, the practiced rhythm of a man who believes the oxygen in this room belongs to him by divine right.

The knife in my hand glides through the meat with slow, deliberate pressure. The sound it makes against the porcelain plate is soft. Controlled. Civil. Everything this table pretends to be.

“Do you have any idea,” I say, my voice a low simmer, “what it feels like to be loved?”

Across from me, my father exhales through his nose, unimpressed. He cuts into his own food with practiced ease, the silver reflecting the dim chandelier light.

He is the picture of refinement—iron hidden behind velvet. Power always wears manners well, especially when it’s preparing to choke the fuck out of you.

“What you feel?” he asks, his tone dripping with a feigned, clinical curiosity. “I’m sure you’ll tell me. You’ve always had a penchant for being dramatic, Soren.”

My jaw tightened as I fina
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