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.

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

floor told a story. A path leading to the master bedroom was still littered with faded petals, their color drained but their purpose clear. They clung

into her. Deep,

rebuilt this place for no reason but to make you happy. That’s all I wanted,


turned her head aside,

you wanted sunlight. That’s why this whole wall is glass. I even set reflective

on him like a weight, but he refused to falter, He pulled her toward

enormous four–meter–wide bed all but dominated the space, a heart–shaped -pattern of dried blooms still spread across

way. You said you wanted

the wine cellar, the study. Every corner tailored from her offhand. remarks, every detail reflecting her habits, her preferences. He had remembered it

stone.

for what this place was… if not for what it meant… she might have been happy. She might have smiled at the thought that someone had cared enough to carve out

pain, half fragile awe. Reason whispered for distance, but something deep

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been right about one thing. She wasn’t breaking. Not now.

she feared she’d become..


she had almost collapsed. Inside,

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