Castle.I had stood in many rooms where lives were signed away with blood, but I never knew how suffocating ink could feel until today.The courthouse smelled of disinfectant and paper. It had pale walls and stale air that almost knocked the breath out of my lungs. There was no music, no warmth, only the scraping of pens, the murmurs of lawyers, the droning of an official who had done this too many times to care.Adriana looked radiant, of course. She always looked radiant—daughter of a bitch. Her smile was polished into perfection, and her hand was firm on mine as though she was the one guiding me through it. Or maybe, it was a way to make sure I stayed by her side and didn't attempt to escape. Not like she could keep me here if I wanted to escape. But I wouldn't do it anyway, because of Angel.My father stood proudly, his presence filling the space like a looming shadow, as if this was not a marriage but another transaction.The clerk laid out the documents with practiced boredom.
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