LUKE’S POVThe sound of the alarm pierced my brain like a burning nail. I opened my eyes, and the ceiling of the room spun a full circle before stabilizing.I lay motionless, with a terrible headache, staring at the white light streaming through the large window while the memories of the early morning hit me with the force of a sledgehammer.Frederick, with his whiskey breath, his perverted gaze, and the humiliation of my own body reacting to him.I remained still, staring into the void, letting the hours pass, watching the sunlight change its angle on the carpet. I didn't eat; I didn't drink; I just lay there, rotting in my own disgust.However, around 4 in the afternoon, a few soft knocks sounded at the door."Luke? Honey, are you awake?" My mother’s voice pierced through the wood.I didn't answer, believing she would leave and let me be in peace. But instead, the door opened slowly and she walked in.She looked radiant, already dressed in a silk ensemble that screamed "mogul's wife
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