A few days after the engagement party, the mansion felt heavier than usual. The arranged marriage was moving forward with relentless speed. Contracts were being reviewed, public statements prepared, and Isabella Hawthorne had taken it upon herself to become a more frequent presence in their lives.On this particular afternoon, she arrived unannounced while Aiden was working from home. Evie was upstairs in her room, trying to focus on her studies, but the sound of Isabella’s voice carrying through the halls made concentration impossible. Isabella moved through the living room with the confidence of someone who already saw herself as the lady of the house. She suggested changes to the décor, commented on the staff arrangements, and spoke about future events as if they were already decided. Aiden sat on the couch, listening with a neutral expression, but his mind was elsewhere. “You seem distracted,” Isabella said, sitting closer to him on the couch. She placed a hand on his arm, her
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