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The morning light is simply starting to channel through the blinds of our penthouse, creating long shaded areas across the cleaned floors. The city outside murmurs with life, the usual chaos of blaring vehicles and the blur of individuals hurrying to their next destination. Yet, inside, everything is still. The air feels as if it's not moving, as if it's holding its breath, waiting there expecting something.I sit at the kitchen island, gazing down at a cup of coffee that has gone cold. My fingers twist around the porcelain, however my mind is somewhere else. It's been right around fourteen days since I moved into this penthouse, and I've become used to the quiet between Alexander and me. The briskness, however, still present, feels less choking out now, more like a far-off murmur. Yet, it's still there, waiting like a shadow I can't exactly shake off.Just as I take a sip of the now tepid coffee, the lift tolls, signalling Alexander's return. He steps into the room, his presence as
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I look fixedly at the clock on the wall, counting the seconds that slip by without anything changing. The quietness between Alexander and me feels heavier tonight. It’s the kind of silence that stretches out into hours, pressing on me, chocking me. I’ve learned how to continue to be in this silence, how to feign it that it doesn’t bother me, that it’s just a part of the arrangement. But, it’s different, tonight.I’ve reached my limit.I can feel this biting emptiness that has been creeping up on me since the day we said our vows. I’ve been endeavouring to ignore it, trying to persuade myself that this is exactly what my life has turned to, that this is the price I pay for saving my family from mess. But tonight, I can’t push the thoughts aside any longer.I’ve had enough.Taking a deep breath, I move in the direction of the man turning over a financial report like it’s the most interesting thing in the world,who’s sitting across the room. His attention is fixed on the papers before hi
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The room feels having comparatively little size than usual today, as though the walls are closing in around me. It’s one of those seldom occuring moments when the heaviness of this marriage seems too much to carry. At the far end of the couch Alexander is having his sit, his posture as stiff as ever, his eyes concentrated attention on the business report in his hands. The burden of his quietness presses against me, and I can’t bear it anymore.“Alexander,” I start, my voice quieter than I intend.I know he heard me but he doesn't look up at me,he’s always like this—distant and unreachable.I take a deep breath and try again. “Can we talk?”Finally, he looks up, his intent look cold but sharp. “About what?”I can feel the building of the kind of familiar tension that always lingers between us. The space he keeps is so vast and so impenetrable. But I’m determined to bridge that gap, even if it feels like I’m drowning completely in it.“About us,” I say. “About this marriage.”His jaw cl
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The daylight streams through the enormous windows of the penthouse, however it doesn't feel warm. The room is colder than it ought to be. I sit on the edge of the couch, my fingers absentmindedly following the edge of my coffee cup, attempting to discover some similarity to calm. But, it's hard. All that feels like it's getting past me."Leila, we really need to talk."I take a quick look up to find Alexander standing in the doorway, his expression more strained than usual. His suit is perfectly tailored, his dark eyes shadowed, but there's something in his voice that cuts through the stiffness like a sharp dagger. The weight of his words lands heavily in the space between us."About what?" I ask, trying to keep my tone even. But even I can hear the frustration persist in staying beneath the surface.He steps forward, his jaw clenched. "You know damn well what." He makes a gesture slightly at the room, at the whole situation. "The business, the sabotage, the fact that we’re being atta
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The boardroom is colder than I remember. Indeed, even the air feels more sterile today, like it's waiting for something to change. The sound of the door closing behind me echoes in the silence, and before stepping forward I hesitate for a moment.I don't know why in the world would I come here today. It wasn't simply the pile of administrative work sitting before me back at home, or the rising frustration with my failure to figure out everything. It was more than that—something deep inside pushing me forward. I need to do this. Alexander’s absence is like a shadow in this room, looming but not touching anything. He hasn't arrived, and I understand exactly the amount I've missed having his presence — if only to check how I should act.I sit at the enormous gathering table, crossing my hands before me, attempting to keep my nerves under control. I look at the files before me once more. Business, finance, systems, everything I've never genuinely needed to manage up to this point.I kno
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The meeting room is chilly, the sort of cool that saturates your bones. The long, smooth table between Alexander and me feels like a tremendous gorge, one that is just getting more extensive the more we sit opposite one another."Leila, I don't think you completely figure out the circumstance," Alexander says, his voice low and cut. He's been talking like this throughout the previous ten minutes, his tone cool, legitimate — like he's attempting to address me instead of examine.I sit in my seat, my hands twisting into clenched hands on the table. His belittling tone is getting to me, and it takes all that I have not to snap."I see completely well," I say, keeping my voice as consistent as I can make due. "This choice will influence the workers and the fate of the organization. I'm not simply staying here since I'm your wife. I'm staying here since I have a stake in this, as well."He doesn't check me out. His eyes stay fixed on the financial report before him, as though he's, as of n
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The morning air is cool, and for the first time in weeks, I don’t feel the weight of uncertainty on my chest. Alexander is away on a business trip, leaving me alone in the penthouse. It’s been quiet, almost too quiet. I find myself walking through the apartment, drawn to the places where we’ve spent the most time together—his office, the kitchen, the living room. It all feels so… distant now.But I’m not alone. Not really. His presence lingers in every corner of this place, in every piece of furniture, every object. I see reminders of him everywhere, even when he’s not here. I hear the soft chime of my phone ringing, pulling me out of my thoughts. It’s Kate, one of Alexander’s close associates. I haven’t spoken to her much, but I know she’s been around since before I came into the picture.“Leila,” her voice is warm, yet there's something tentative in it, as though she's unsure of how much to share. “I hope I’m not interrupting.”“No, not at all,” I reply, walking toward the window a
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I never imagined I’d find myself standing in the middle of Alexander’s sleek, glass-walled conference room. The air buzzes with anticipation, voices murmuring in clipped tones as his team files in, carrying laptops and notepads, ready for another high-stakes meeting. I’m not here to watch anymore. Today, I’m stepping in.The moment I push open the door, every conversation halts. Heads turn. Eyes widen. I can feel the weight of their gazes pressing down on me, a mix of surprise and thinly veiled scepticism.“Mrs. Hawke,” one of the assistants says, her voice hesitant but polite. “We weren’t expecting you.”I hold my chin high, willing my nerves to steady. “I’m here to help,” I say simply, my tone firm enough to leave no room for debate.Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Alexander standing near the head of the table. His expression is unreadable, his dark eyes locked on me as if trying to decipher my intentions. His usual cool, detached demeanour is intact, but I don’t miss the fain
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