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.

en–suite bathroom, his–and–hers everything: Aesop toiletries, Turkish cotton towels, an

picked up the

in

pressed

to slow, then

unable to move, barely

the stairs. Voices drifting

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won’t stay for

quick shower. Need to be home by seven.

Panic seized me.

to face what I knew was coming. I rushed to the balcony, pressing myself against the limestone wall.

was perfect in the

Nathan. Claire.

hugged myself, trembling

Burberry coat, Kiton suit, Patek Philippe

hovering nearby, voice soft: “Stay later tonight?”

blank as he continued

had a meeting with the senator. This chance-”

His voice cut like ice.

bit her lip,

earlier… you enjoyed it.”

hands stilled on his

at her,

hands slid inside his

interrupted before… Why not finish what we

followed were unmistakable.

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