If it doesn't explode in silence, it festers in the dark.Sharon genuinely wanted Thomas to express any unhappiness he felt.But his mind ran too deep, too unfathomable. Some things, he'd rather bury inside than speak aloud.As Sharon's thoughts wandered, the buttons on her pajama top came undone, one by one.In the end, after a moment's hesitation, she gave in, half-pushed, half-compliant.…Two hours later, Sharon made her way downstairs, her steps unsteady and heavy.Thomas was in the kitchen, reheating the food for her.There were no servants at the estate right now, so everything had to be done by hand.Thomas had bought groceries ahead of time and stored them in the fridge.He'd originally planned to bring her here yesterday, cook her a nice meal, stir up old feelings, and smooth things over.He'd sent flowers, planned dates, cooked meals—done all sorts of things to win her over, and she still hadn't softened toward him.Turns out, there wasn't much that couldn't be r
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