Hayden’s POV“I hate silence,” I muttered, swirling the amber liquid in my glass. “Silence means someone in this house is thinking too much, and I don't like it,” I said, expressing my frustrations.“You are imagining things again, Hayden,” Marcus, my Beta, said carefully. “The guards are doubled, the gates are sealed, and no one is getting in or out without your permission,” he explained.“Then explain her,” I snapped, pointing at the monitor, thereby making Marcus confused.“You mean Livia?” he asked after staring at the monitor for a while.“Yes, Livia,” I said coldly, my voice cracking as I tried controlling my anger.“The same woman who used to tremble when I entered a room, the same woman who used to look at me like I was the sun she revolved around,” I said sadly, like I am losing a grip on her already.Marcus leaned closer to the screen a bit. “She’s just in the nursery,” he said quietly.“She’s whispering,” I replied hastily.“To the baby,” Marcus said.“You think I’m stupid?
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