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.

toiletries, Turkish cotton

up the

in the

pressed

to slow, then stop entirely.

stood frozen, unable to move, barely breathing.

stairs. Voices drifting up.

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won’t stay

quick shower. Need to be home by

Panic seized me.

was coming. I rushed

reflection was perfect in

Nathan. Claire.

hugged myself,

coat, Kiton suit, Patek

soft: “Stay later tonight?”

as he continued undressing.

a meeting with

voice cut

her lip,

you enjoyed

on his

down at her, silent.

slid inside his shirt, moving lower.

before… Why not finish what we started?”

sounds that followed were unmistakable.

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