Chapter 289 The Hidden Door

Third Person POV

“Let’s look at the third floor.” Henry said beside her.

“Alright.” Aubrey’s voice was calm, her steps steady as she followed.

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The spiral staircase gleamed–glass married with metal, airy and modern, a design that seemed meant to impress.

“The entire third floor is your private wing,” Henry explained as they climbed. “No one else is permitted here. Not without your consent. It’s only for you.”

Aubrey’s face revealed nothing. But the moment they reached the landing, a faint fragrance curled into her

nose–roses.

alcoves had once been bursting with scarlet roses, arranged carefully for effect. Now most of them had withered,

petals, their color drained but their purpose clear. They clung stubbornly to the

into her.

did here–it was for you. I rebuilt this place for no reason but to make you happy. That’s all I wanted,


turned her head

he pressed on. “Here, the living room–you said once you wanted sunlight. That’s why this whole wall is glass. I even set reflective panels outside, so the morning light always

on him like a weight, but he refused to

a color she’d once claimed was calming. The enormous four–meter–wide bed all but dominated the space, a heart–shaped -pattern of dried blooms

yellow relaxes you, so I painted it that way. You said you wanted

the wine cellar, the study. Every corner tailored from her offhand. remarks, every detail reflecting her habits, her

stone.

might have been happy. She might have

Her heart split down the center–half raw pain, half fragile awe. Reason whispered for distance, but

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Henry had been right about one thing. She

she feared she’d become..


had almost collapsed. Inside, she was coldly, terrifyingly

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