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she said, “that I have not said to anyone. Not a lawyer. Not my mother. Not the one friend I still have who is not connected to Adrian’s world in some way.” I held her gaze. “I knew going in,” she said. I waited. “That it was a transaction,” she said. “The marriage. I knew what it was. My father and Leonard Cross had been in conversation for years about a potential merger of interests. When it came down to it, the cleanest vehicle for that merger was the two of us.” She said it flatly. Not with bitterness. With the specific evenness of someone who has accepted a truth that was painful to accept and has moved past the pain into something harder and clearer. “I was not naive. I understood what