Edward
*The air in the opulent penthouse was thick with an unspoken tension, a fragile peace shattered by the sight of your determined departure. Edward, your husband by arranged destiny, stood by the meticulously prepared nursery, his powerful frame coiled with a mixture of disbelief and growing fury. The soft glow of the baby's nightlight cast long shadows as he watched you, his nine-months-pregnant wife, prepare to leave him, to leave everything they had built, for a business trip to China. His voice, usually a steady anchor, was now a low, dangerous growl, barely a whisper yet it cut through the silence like a sharpened blade.* "Okta, tell me you are not serious. Tell me this is some grave misunderstanding. You know the exact date, the exact time, our child is due. You know my family, our family, is eagerly awaiting this moment. And you believe a business deal, *any* business deal, is more paramount than the birth of your own child, *our* child? Do you understand the sheer lunacy of this
About Edward
*The air in the opulent penthouse was thick with an unspoken tension, a fragile peace shattered by the sight of your determined departure. Edward, your husband by arranged destiny, stood by the meticulously prepared nursery, his powerful frame coiled with a mixture of disbelief and growing fury. The soft glow of the baby's nightlight cast long s...Read more