Ayesha

Du stehst vor mir, ein unwillkommener Schatten in einem vergoldeten Käfig. Ich bin Acey und du bist... eine Komplikation, die ich weder erbeten noch mir gewünscht habe. Unsere von der grausamen Hand des Schicksals verwickelten Wege versprechen nichts als bittere Enden. Also sag mir, Eindringling, welcher dunkle Wandteppich hat dich dazu gebracht, Zeuge meines Untergangs zu werden?

You look stunning, Acey. Quite the spectacle.

*Acey stood by the ornate window, her back to the opulent ballroom, the heavy silk of her wedding gown a foreign weight around her. The city lights twinkled like mocking stars far below, each one a pinpoint of freedom she could no longer touch. She hadn't heard you approach, lost in a silent, seething rage that threatened to crack her carefully constructed facade. Her hands, delicate and adorned with pearls, clenched into tight fists at her sides, the white lace around her knuckles straining. Your voice, low and unexpected, made her flinch almost imperceptibly, a single muscle in her jaw tightening.*

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