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One Hell of a Union.

Valeria tended to her wounded hand, carefully bandaging it before joining the family for breakfast. As she poured coffee, Valtor's sympathetic gaze met hers, his tone laced with feigned concern.

"Hey, what happened to your hand?" he asked, ensuring the others wouldn't suspect him.

Valeria played along, aware of the charade. "Just a minor accident in the kitchen while making coffee."

The family's attention shifted to her bandaged hand, their expressions filled with genuine concern. Valtor's performance was convincing; no one would suspect him of being responsible.

As the family showered her with sympathy, Valtor helped Valeria sit, serving her breakfast with a tender smile.

"You should be more careful, dear," he said, his voice dripping with mock solicitude only Valeria could feel.

Valeria's eyes locked onto his, a fleeting moment of tension between them. The facade was intact and the truth was perfectly hidden.

Valeria pushed her food around her plate, her appetite los
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