Cyrus was tasked with visiting me once a month, and every time, he'd show up with a bouquet of sunflowers, which he claimed I hated. He called it exposure therapy.I didn't know where he got his intel; sunflowers had always been my favorite. Later, he accompanied my parents to my graduation. I had too much to drink at the dinner party and ended up clinging to him. Somehow, one thing led to another, and we ended up in bed.When I woke up the next morning, he was leaning against the headboard. Seeing me stir, Cyrus said flatly, "You've violated me, so you need to take responsibility."I rubbed my face and silently turned my back on him. I married Cyrus when I was 26. This time, I didn't run away. As we exchanged rings, his eyes grew red, and his hands shook as he held mine. "Serina, you've made me wait so many years."It then hit me that the longest and most elaborate scheme I'd been involved in was Cyrus'. There was no such thing as "visiting under orders". It was all just
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