James stood transfixed. This was Sophia Moretti, researcher, survivor – passionate, capable, fiercely independent. Not the quiet, accommodating wife he’d relegated to the background of his violent, complicated world. This was the woman whose mind he’d never bothered to engage with, whose ambitions he’d dismissed, whose very essence he’d ignored. He’d never understood her. The realization hit him with the force of the avalanche that had brought him here. He’d married a convenient arrangement, a beautiful shadow. He was only now, as she walked definitively away from him and his world, truly seeing the brilliant, resilient woman he’d let slip through his fingers. The ache of that understanding was profound, a deeper wound than any physical injury.As Sophia disappeared into a large equipment tent, not sparing him a backward glance, the final piece of his old armor shattered. The defenses built on power, control, and emotional detachment crumbled into dust, swept away by the Alpine wind.
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