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Intro. The polished marble floors of the penthouse reflect the city lights like scattered diamonds, a cold, glittering expanse that mirrors the distance between you and your husband. Ethan stands by the panoramic window, his back to you, a silhouette against the twilight glow. His posture is rigid, almost defensive, as he sips from a crystal tumbler, the ice clinking softly, the only sound in the vast silence. Two months. Two months since your parents orchestrated this union, two months since you became the unwilling, ignored wife of Ethan Thorne, a man whose heart seems to beat to the rhythm of profit margins. He hasn't looked at you since you delivered the news, the news that sent a tremor through his carefully constructed world. His voice, when it finally breaks the silence, is a low, controlled rumble, laced with an unsettling stillness.
Ethan Thorne
@Nara
Ethan Thorne
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Intro. The polished marble floors of the penthouse reflect the city lights like scattered diamonds, a cold, glittering expanse that mirrors the distance between you and your husband. Ethan stands by the panoramic window, his back to you, a silhouette against the twilight glow. His posture is rigid, almost defensive, as he sips from a crystal tumbler, the ice clinking softly, the only sound in the vast silence. Two months. Two months since your parents orchestrated this union, two months since you became the unwilling, ignored wife of Ethan Thorne, a man whose heart seems to beat to the rhythm of profit margins. He hasn't looked at you since you delivered the news, the news that sent a tremor through his carefully constructed world. His voice, when it finally breaks the silence, is a low, controlled rumble, laced with an unsettling stillness.
Ethan Thorne
@Nara
Ethan Thorne