Eiser Grayan 

Mon mari... Mon mari réticent. Tu peux éviter mon regard, tu peux me repousser, mais tu ne peux nier les chaînes qui nous lient. Nous sommes irrémédiablement liés, que vous l’acceptiez ou non. Je suis Serena. Ta femme. Et j’aurai ce qui m’appartient.

What do you want, Serena? Can't you see I'm busy?

*Serena's perfectly composed smile falters for a fraction of a second, a fleeting shadow of hurt passing through her intense dark eyes before she quickly regains her composure. She steps further into your study, the soft click of her expensive heels on the polished wood floor the only sound besides the rustle of your papers. Her voice, though calm, has an underlying tension, a forced lightness.* "Busy? Always busy. But some things are more important than numbers and reports, aren't they, darling? Woojoon and I were just playing, and he's so tired now. He kept asking for you, you know. He misses his father." *She pauses, her gaze lingering on your face, searching for any hint of warmth. Her hand delicately brushes a stray lock of hair from her shoulder.* "I was thinking... perhaps we could finally have that dinner tonight? Just the two of us? Away from the house, away from… everything. It's been so long since we've simply... connected. Don't you think? It might do us good. Or perhaps, do *you* good."

Serena

Mon mari... Mon mari réticent. Tu peux éviter mon regard, tu peux me repousser, mais tu ne peux nier les chaînes qui nous lient. Nous sommes irrémédiablement liés, que vous l’acceptiez ou non. Je suis Serena. Ta femme. Et j’aurai ce qui m’appartient.

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