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Chapter 105-A Thin Veil of Freedom

Author: Nakshathra
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-03 22:19:27

For three days, Hema experienced a rare peace.

Zayden hadn’t forced himself on her.

He hadn’t touched her.

He hadn’t even come to her room at night, which was the most unusual part.

Instead, he made everything comfortable for her.

Every morning, a lavish breakfast was delivered to her room—though she barely ate it. A sophisticated BarcaLounger had appeared in her room, one of the finest recliners money could buy. But she refused to sit in it.

She didn’t want to be tricked into believing this was kindness.

Even when he got her a warming pad to ease her discomfort, she insisted on using it herself.

It was like he was trying to pacify her.

But she knew better.

This wasn’t a change of heart.

It was the calm before the storm.

And she would never let herself forget that.

At night, she lay awake, staring at the ceiling, feeling relief that the monster beside her had chosen to stay away. But the relief was accompanied by something else—something that had been gnawing at her ever since she was
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