Carol’s hands tremble as she holds the prenup papers, her vision blurring as tears form in her eyes. 'Why is this happening now?' She looks at Troy, hoping for some sign of warmth, some explanation that would make sense, but his face remains cold, detached, like the man she thought she knew is no longer standing in front of her. **Sign it, and we’ll get married,** he signs and says, his voice flat, no love in his tone. **If not, I won’t risk my future.** Risk his future? Carol’s heart pounds in her chest, the words swirling in her mind like a terrible storm. 'The future we were supposed to share? The life we were building together?' Her fingers tremble as she picks up the pen. Her mind is screaming at her to stop, to ask more questions, but her heart… her heart still clings to the hope that this is just a mistake, something they can work through. Maybe he’s nervous. Maybe this is just about protecting himself, not about her, not about them. Eunice’s voice cuts through he
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