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Tasha was overtaken by gloom. It was her. Sad that she thought there could be a marriage that would bloom into something real. But reality was beginning to quench that hope. “We’re not simply roles,” she adamantly stated. “We can influence what lies ahead of us. We can strive for our desires.”

Fabian returned his gaze to her, yet his eyes were mixed. “I want to have that faith, but there are elements even beyond us. De Silva will always be above us. The pressure.”

“Then let us change those pressures,” Tasha cut in, annoyed. “We can redirect. There is a way to achieve contentment. The only requirements are us.”

He appeared to consider her for a moment as if searching for something in her eyes. “If I cannot get out of this, I don’t want to pull you down with me,” he said, letting out his breath calmly

"Fabian, I know you aren’t the problem here. We are one team here, remember?" She tried to reach him and placed her palm against his arm. "We have to help each other." You may feel caged a