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.

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

up the razor.

still caught in the

silence pressed in.

seemed to slow, then

stood frozen, unable to

on the stairs. Voices

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“Just a quick shower. Need to be home by

Panic seized me.

I rushed to the balcony, pressing myself against

reflection was perfect in the glass

Nathan. Claire.

hugged myself, trembling

coat, Kiton suit,

hovering nearby, voice soft:

blank as he

a meeting with

His voice cut

bit her lip, then

earlier… you

hands stilled on

looked down at her, silent.

his shirt, moving

before… Why not

sounds that followed were unmistakable.

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