Amelia sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring at the wedding ring on her finger.Mrs Ashford.The title felt strange.Not because she disliked it.Because it was supposed to mean something completely different.A wife was supposed to share a life with her husband.Laugh with him.Trust him.Love him.Amelia had none of those things.She had a contract.Twelve months.That was all.A soft knock interrupted her thoughts.She looked toward the door.“Come in.”Dominic opened it.He was no longer wearing his suit jacket. His tie was gone, leaving him looking less like the intimidating CEO everyone feared.“I wanted to make sure you were comfortable,” he said.Amelia raised an eyebrow.“Are you checking on your contract wife?”His expression remained serious.“Yes.”She smiled.“At least you're honest.”Dominic stepped inside but remained near the door.“Your room has everything you need.”“I noticed.”“And if there's anything missing, tell the staff.”“Okay.”Silence followed.Amelia
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