That meticulously prepared candlelight dinner ended in a suffocating, deathly silence.I forced down the medium-rare steak, bloody and raw. The meat was tender, but in my mouth, it tasted like wax. The metallic tang of blood rose in my throat, mirroring the exact feeling I had for the man sitting across from me—pure nausea.Late that night, the bedroom lights went out.Julian wrapped his arms around me from behind. His warm breath dusted the nape of my neck as his hands wandered restlessly under the hem of my nightgown."Elara..." His voice was low and husky, thick with desire and an urgent need to possess, as if he needed to physically confirm that I still belonged to him.In the past, I would have shied away in mock coyness, overjoyed, thinking this was proof of his love. But now, the image of him and Seraphina in his office replayed in my mind—disgusting and vile. I felt like my whole body was covered in spikes."I'm tired, Julian." I pushed his hands away cold, stiffened my body, t
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