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Chapter 3

Word Count: 753    |    Released on: 13/08/2025

aughing and moving through the apartment a constant, grating reminder of my hu

, Eve knocke

id when I opened it.

par

was trying to act normal, as if bringing her lover into our home

suit and followed her out into the living room, which had been transformed. Dozens of people milled about, music

in sequins that caught the light. He looked like a paro

n called out, waving me over.

eryone knew the dynamic, the open secret of our marriage. They watched me with a mixt

oks so

ieve he puts

pay him

re than a character in their gossip,

t!" he declared. "To my beautiful Eve, for throwing me the most wonder

Eve watched me, her eyes gleaming. This was the peak of her game

ry faces. And I felt a strange calm settle over me. The p

Kason," I said, my voic

my lack of reaction. He wante

little more passionate, Bennet. A little more like you used t

right, darling? Didn't you s

ned. This wasn't p

ng unexpected. He picked up a shard of a b

embling with manufactured emotion. "I would do a

glass across his own forearm. A th

rushed forward, her

u doing?" she cried

de and tearful. "I just wante

range, twisted tenderness. She was looking at him with a concer

ation. And I felt nothing but a profound sense of weariness. This

ed to

u going?" Eve called

back to them. Eve was glaring at me, angry that I was ruining her mome

er," I said, my voice bar

eaving them in the wreck

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