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Chapter 9

Author: Bamdel
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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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