Chapter 6

For a moment, reality seemed to blur.

Like I was watching someone else’s life through frosted glass.

I pinched myself. Hard.

Not dreaming

Taking a breath, I pushed the door open-

And froze.

Instead of the cozy family home I’d expected, I walked into what looked like an exclusive private dining room. Crystal chandelier hung low, mahogany panels, oversized oil paintings, high–backed dining chairs…

I knew this room.

All those video calls with Nathan during his “late meetings” this was the backdrop.

A laugh escaped my throat, sounding hollow in the silence.

My eyes drifted to the powder room door. Something familiar caught my eye.

-The red cashmere scarf I’d spent weeks knitting for Nathan last Thanksgiving. I’d followed a YouTube tutorial,

determined to make something by hand.

Now it hung from the toilet handle. A makeshift pull.

Upstairs, the master suite revealed an oversized bed – custom–made, clearly.

A La Perla negligee tossed carelessly across the pillows.

The walk–in closet held a collection of men’s clothes: Tom Ford suits, Brioni shirts, silk pajamas. Nathan’s exact style.

everything: Aesop toiletries,

up the razor.

still caught in

silence pressed in.

to slow, then

stood frozen, unable to move,

stairs. Voices

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stay

a quick shower. Need to be home

Panic seized me.

was coming. I rushed to the balcony, pressing myself against

reflection was perfect in the

Nathan. Claire.

myself, trembling

Burberry coat,

soft: “Stay later

as he continued undressing.

you had a meeting with the senator. This

His voice cut like ice.

bit her lip, then whispered:

you enjoyed it.”

hands stilled on

looked down at her, silent.

inside his shirt, moving lower.

not finish what we started?”

sounds that followed were unmistakable.

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