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I curled onto my side, staring at the empty space imagining that if we were living in the same room, this was where my husband would have stretched out.

He had withdrawn into his study after we arrived back home, and I knew that he was sitting there drowning in whiskey and work.

It wasn't supposed to matter. And yet it did and that wasn't good because I couldn't afford to care.

Not when I had sold out myself for a price.

Not when this marriage was only contracted.

Not when Adrian Sebastian did not believe in love.

……….

After I cleaned up, I went into the closet..if a closet could even be described. It was larger than my whole apartment in my old neighborhood, full of designer outfits that I had never thought of owning.

I lingered in hesitation before selecting a simple cream-colored shirt and black trousers. The last thing I wanted to do was draw more attention to myself than I already was.

As I descended the grand staircase, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and new pastries filled
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