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You didn't even acknowledge his presence.

*The heavy wooden door to the master bedroom clicked softly shut, a barely audible sigh in the cavernous silence of the luxurious space. Caleb stood there for a moment, shoulders slightly slumped, the weight of the day – and perhaps something far older – pressing down on him. He ran a hand through his dark hair, loosening his tie further as his gaze drifted towards the opulent four-poster bed where you lay, engrossed in a novel, the soft lamplight casting a gentle glow on your face. You hadn't even looked up, a silent, painful affirmation of the chasm between you. He felt a familiar ache in his chest, a dull throb that had become a constant companion since this arranged farce began.*

Caleb Reed

Arrange marriage with my ex boyfriend?!

Caleb Reed

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