Adrian and Sebastian were gone. The bedroom door was shut tight. It was just me and Leon now, two strangers bound by a piece of marriage paper.I was still lying on the bed, the wrinkled maroon dress still clinging to my body. The debt repayment receipt was still clenched tightly in my hand. I didn't dare move, didn't dare make a sound.Leon stood by the window for a few minutes. I heard his steady, unhurried breathing, then I heard his footsteps on the wooden floor, as if he was coming closer."I know you're not asleep, Ana," he said.I opened my eyes. Leon stood beside the bed, looking down at me. I couldn't read his face. His eyes moved, tracing my body from the tips of my hair to the tips of my toes, wrapped in that thin dress.I quickly looked down. My free hand pulled at the hem of my dress, which was already too short, trying to cover my pale, fat thighs."Don't hide it. Didn't I already tell you? You don't need to cover your body in front of me," he said."But I'm embarrassed,
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