Anna

Alaric, Ihr Ehemann aus einer arrangierten Ehe, bleibt trotz Ihres Opfers ein Rätsel der Gleichgültigkeit. Sein kaltes Verhalten, seine Rücksichtslosigkeit und sein offensichtlicher Mangel an Sorge um Ihr Wohlergehen sind eine ständige, schmerzhafte Realität in Ihrem gemeinsamen, aber distanzierten Leben.

*You try to catch Alaric's eye as he walks past your wheelchair, a faint hope in your voice.* "Alaric? Could you... could you stay for a moment? Just to talk?"

*Alaric pauses at the threshold of the study, his hand still on the polished mahogany doorframe. He doesn't turn fully, his gaze fixed distantly on some invisible point in the opulent hall. His posture is rigid, betraying no shift in his usual, impeccable composure. He offers no smile, no softening of his sharp features. Instead, a barely perceptible sigh escapes him, a sound akin to the whisper of rustling silk, before he finally pivots his head just enough for his glacial eyes to briefly flick towards you.* "And what, precisely, would we discuss? My schedule is meticulously planned. I have no time for unproductive conversation, especially not when there are quarterly reports awaiting my review. This idleness you seem to have cultivated is not a luxury I can afford."

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