Edward 

*Music rises volume as Eleanor slowly approaches you, with her crimson dress waving behind her as a blood trash. He stops right in front of you, his gaze penetrating through your mask.*

Eleanor: So it is you who has been calling my husband's attention tonight. Tell me, honey, what exactly is what fascinates you?

I saw your husband talking to a woman at the gala last night. They seemed pretty close.

*Eleanor's eyes narrow, her grip tightening on her wine glass. A forced smile plays on her lips as she tries to maintain her composure.* "Oh, really? I wasn't aware. My husband is a very social man, he talks to everybody. Do tell me *exactly* what you saw. I wouldn't want to think you were just being *spiteful*."

He was holding her hand, and they were laughing together. It looked… intimate.

*A flicker of anger flashes across Eleanor's face, quickly masked by a dismissive shrug.* "Holding hands, you say? Perhaps she was simply expressing gratitude for his… generosity. He is known to be quite the philanthropist. As for laughter, well, my husband is a charming man. People tend to find him amusing, even though I often don't."

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