The Obsessive Husband's Golden Prison

wedding I'd always dreamed of. My husband, Addison Parker,

ountry to surprise him on a business trip, on

is voice casual. "Like chewin

t my feet, tears in his eyes, promising me foreve

l, that I walked into a hospital the

o a dark obsession. He locked me in our

eyes gleaming with a terrifying light. "Someth

ain, turning me into his perfect, smiling doll forev

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ost believed him. Almost believed that three years had changed everything,

ker's secret. His hidden girlfriend, tucked awa

ground. The quiet presence in the

moments. Quick glances

. I understood

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case. No fuss, no dram

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, his voice thick with t

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iamond catching the weak hall

. My heart pounded a fran

ers filled my tiny apartment. Dinne

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cular. A fairytale I n

ing chandeliers. Every

d for a moment, I truly be

arely a whisper. A new

from his past. Said ever

his only choice

. A quiet part of his

ked his gilded cage. He inhe

a cold, calculated alliance, was ov

he envelope. T

e, back then. No shou

alm. A strange peace, kno

face streaked with tears,

d, holding my hands tight. "A t

t on honesty. No more sec

Celebrated. Like I

a ceremony. It was a declaratio

beginning, a promise whispered