SHIFT SCENE —The day began the way he wanted, not the way I planned.By the time I’d showered and dressed, Dorian was already downstairs, sitting at the head of the long dining table like a king in his own castle. His suit was charcoal, crisp, paired with a dark tie that made his eyes look sharper, colder.“You’re late,” he said, glancing at the watch on his wrist. “It’s eight in the morning,” I muttered, sliding into the chair farthest from him. “And yet, I’ve been waiting thirty minutes for my wife.”I almost reminded him we weren’t married in the way that mattered, but I bit my tongue. That argument would only feed his smugness.A maid appeared, setting a plate in front of me. Eggs, toast, fresh berries — the kind of breakfast that looked better than it tasted, because it reeked of control.“So where exactly is this ‘date number one’ happening?” I asked, stabbing a strawberry. He took his time answering, sipping his coffee like it was the most important decision he’d ever made.
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