Clinging to the last fragments of my memory, I summoned the system."Take me away," I whispered. "I'm tired." A cold mechanical voice answered in my head, "Five days from now, I'll come for you." I opened my mouth to speak, but the presence had already slipped away. Silence pressed in, and a bitter laugh escaped me. "Okay." Once, I believed marrying Theodore Calloway meant forever. I believed we would grow old together, side by side. But in just six years, everything had quietly fallen apart. Polly Bennett, the housekeeper, called out from the front hallway, "Mr. Calloway, you're home." Theodore stepped inside. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his handsome face damp with rain. His usually immaculate suit clung to him now, rumpled and soaked, making him look unexpectedly vulnerable. "Amanda," he said, his voice soft with complaint, "the rain was coming down so hard. I waited for you outside the publishing house for ages. Why didn't you come get me?" Raindrops clung s
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