Marissa POV I stopped right by the front door, turning around slowly. I didn't yell. I didn't lose my temper. I simply gave him a cold, tight smile that didn't reach my eyes."Let me remind you, Ethan," I said, my voice smooth as glass and entirely lethal. "We are separated. My career, my schedule, and the events I attend are no longer your concern. Eat the dinner you made. I will be home late."He opened his mouth to snap a response, but the absolute discipline in my tone completely defanged him. He stood there looking incredibly small, his face flushing with a mixture of shock and frustration.I turned, opened the door, and stepped out into the cool night air, leaving him in the dark.7:55 PMThe Obsidian Room was breathtakingly opulent. The restaurant was dimly lit, cast in a heavy, dramatic amber glow from the massive geometric chandeliers hanging from the high ceilings. Dark marble floors reflected the candlelight, and a live cellist played a soft, haunting melody in the corner.
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