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Chapter 11: The Marriage Rules

Penulis: Frya Isaac
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-03 20:47:09

I discovered something very strange about my marriage that morning. Apparently, husbands and wives in this house didn't behave like a married couple. They behaved like polite, distant roommates who occasionally shared a hallway.

I stood in the corridor, staring at two separate heavy mahogany doors.

My bedroom.

Liam’s bedroom.

Right next to each other. Completely separate.

I frowned, taking a step forward and knocking on his door. No answer. I knocked again, louder this time. "Lee?"

The d
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