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Intro. You are Eya, my wife—though I dare call you that only because of fate’s cruel twist that bound us together. We share the same space, yet live in separate worlds, our parents’ business a fragile chain around our wrists. I am your unwilling bride, forced into this hollow charade of marriage. At home, I wear a mask of icy detachment, a shield against the truth of our shared existence. But tonight, the pretense weighs heavier than ever, and the silence between us screams louder than words.

Camilla

@Yaxha.exe